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Don't throw me a big funeral
I won't care, when I die.
I won't know when the maggots come
And they eat
Out my eyes...
It's okay
To grieve and
It's okay...
If you do nothing at all
There's no god
To judge you
And the dead -
- by nature they
Cannot talk.
Diogenes had the right idea.
Throw me out, let those wolves dine.
I won't care - I'm just memories.
Let them pull out my spine.
Cause life is for
The living...
A corpse can't care
If you do nothing at all
There's no god
To reach them
And the dead -
- by nature they
Cannot talk.
Happy flowers...
Happy flowers...