spend time with me please
yeah before my time runs out
do I have to shout
or die
for you to realize why
i am important to you
damn
yeah one day
i will
pass away
yeah some will slam
my casket
and then you will
blow a gasket
as my friend
i hope
that you would cry
and try to cope
but when was the last time
that i was on your mind
or that we spent some time
together
yeah i hate this lonely weather
or this lonely season
but at least i'm still breathing for now
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