Death [bad word] to a house
It surrounds us every day

Life has lost its meaning
Why am I here?
Why am I?

Awful pain overwhelms my soul
It makes me hurt and cry and lose control

Do not stand by my grave and weep
I am not there, I do not sleep
Do not stand by my grave and cry
I am not there, I did not die

Do not stand by my grave and weep
I am not there, I do not sleep
Do not stand by my grave and cry
I am not there, I did not die

Do not make dreams your master
Don't make thoughts your aim
If you can meet with disaster,
treat those demons just the same

If you can hear the [bad word] you've spoken
twisted to make a trap for fools
So, hold on when there's nothing in you
except the will that says to you:

Do not stand by my grave and weep
I am not there, I do not sleep
Do not stand by my grave and cry
I am not there, I did not die

Do not stand by my grave and weep
I am not there, I do not sleep
Do not stand by my grave and cry
I am not there, I did not die

I can't maintain myself
I can be myself
I can't control my soul
My anguish overpowers my soul

I have nothing left
I have no one who understands

I have to leave

I have [bad word] too frail