And now, do you remember me? 
You...when im gone, you say the nices things
Its always a little too late, when there's a reason to say this things
You're wept in your own ways, its okay, say it to my grave

Inside we hear, a teardrop falls from those we've loved
but its our beloved that means we're not alone

And now, [bad word] to the end of the line
where nothing is said, but so much is left to say
its all over...goodbye
this is our life, careful what you make
don't leave this life with too much hate
cause when you're gone, your words will taken away
every state, one more day, wont you say it all

Inside we hear, a teardrop falls from those we've loved
but its our beloved that means we're not alone
and rest in here, we leave our eyes to wake
on another day, in a better place, where we'll embrace again
my semiconscious, doesnt tell me, the reasons to what ive been taken away from everything
Inside we hear, a teardrop falls from those we loved, but its our beloved that means we're not alone
and rest in here, we leave our eyes to wake, on another day, in a better place, where we'll embrace again