to my funeral when my days are done? Life's not long and so I hope when I am finally dead and gone That you'll gather round when I am lowered into the ground When my
the ground with a 40 spilled on my chest bullet holes and it supposed to work bullet proof vest caught slipping my niggaro's you can burn that hearse 'cause Ima walk to my funeral
bells in whoredom ring All the crooked bitches that she was Mongers of pain saw the moon become a fang Your funeral, my trial, your funeral, my trial Your funeral, my
and cry The miles were good but the mileage is turnin' my hair gray I've met some people that knew me and call me friend Ain't no sense in wantin' my
the line So thank you for coming along My time has come, I don't wanna leave you behind But this is the end of the line It's my funeral It's my funeral
carry me, know by god, you're filled with my child Oh I love my baby, gotta see her when I can Find my baby messin' with another man I caught my baby
like the whole wide world Has made itself my enemy But I will stand upon my own two feet And raise, raise my head up I lick my wounds trying to cleanse
a sweet unchaining sound Whisper me softly that I'm gonna die young Before you do, take a look into the ground It's not my funeral If you rip my life
sharp winds howl like wolves." I lay in the darkness twisting and turning, "My mind won't give me any peace." I dream of when we were as one My secret
embraces my hateful cries As I fullfil my dark desires My dark desires Satan Take my soul to hell I must burn in the inholy flames Satan Take my soul
Here I am, through the gloom stare Again in hunger, and thirst for something new Tonight - my hunger I'll please... Your presence makes my pulse increase
walk with heavy feet My head sunk down below I have made up my mind It's time to end this life Then peace I will find Walking down to my funeral The
No singing at my funeral, I can't stand to see you break down, So when I die, place me in my coffin face down. Don't wanna hear no preacher preachin
stand together to smash this nation Boots & braces, we're back on the streets We're feeling strong when the kids all meet I'm in love with my generation
end, I'm tired of all this walking And if this never ends, I'll walk until my feet are bleeding Until my feet are bleeding Until my feet are
my funeral, I'd leave here soon, at my funeral, Recalling all my sins, at my funeral, So my journey begins, at my funeral, Leaving my body behind...
Ladybug on my wrist strikes a simple pose and then flies. Sitting man across from me wears housefly-hair and sunken eyes. And he just wants another quarter
sexy at my funeral my good wife For the first time in your life Oh dress sexy at my funeral my good wife Wink at the minister Blow kisses to my grieving
