The Art Of Death Letra

I just want you to talk to the lord
Tell him that I feel desolate
[?] just left us, overdose left him breathless
Am I next on that check list?
Walking on to his funeral
Wish I could put a crown on him
That would be so suitable
Kick same old, got a hay low
But I'm selfish cause I'm wishing God let him stay dough
When [?] died I though [?] simple
I'm standing here at this casket,
With my friend here, I think to myself is the end near
Have I been here? I don't know!
Don't go, how could you leave? Us in the cold
Left Honolulu and said that you grown
You said you was leaving heroine alone, but you was alone
Never would know
Now I'm here but you dead and gone
Shedding a tear watching it roll
[?] broken off my back
This shit is whack, I wanna relax
To tell my soul that this is an act
He's coming back this is a fact
But he's not, and he won't, [?] wanna leave
But I don't, then I do, then I see
Myself, it could have been me

When people are ready to, they change
They never do it before then
And sometimes they die before they get around to it
You can't make them change if they don't want to
Just like when they do want to, you can't stop them

I don't wanna die, floating in the sky
Mama at my casket, looking out to cry
Why can't we live forever, someone tell me why
Scared for my life, only thing that I could say is

Pray for me, pray for me, pray for me
I just want you to pray for me
Pray for me, pray for me, pray for me
I just want you to talk to the lord,
Somebody please pray for me
I had a girl that lived with me
But I don't know is she gay to me
Basically I'm scared now, body starting to feel weak now
Hear the rumors about hiv, [?] oh not again
Almost out of friends, soon as I try again, just to try and win
I die again
This hope's [?] I have been, to the promise lands
With the angel harps and the violins,
Are the soundtracks of [?] and I'm tired of it
What did I do? Who did I screw?
What does she give? What does she steal?
[?] made me [?] whatever she knew, she kept to herself
Who would have knew, the devil itself
Unbuckle my belt, fuck on my health
Somebody help, somebody help, colorful red
Colors [?] stuck in the bed, wanna be dead
Up on the ledge, over the edge
Left deceased, [?] to breathe, rest in peace, now forever
The art of death is my last adventure
I always wish I died, and I still wish that
Cause I could have gotten the whole thing over with already
Not to mention, dying is the most embarrassing thing that can ever happen to you
Cause someone's gotta take care of all your non sense when you live

I don't wanna die, floating in the sky
Mama at my casket, looking out to cry
Why can't we live forever, someone tell me why
Scared for my life, only thing that I could say is
Pray for me, pray for me, pray for me
I just want you to pray for me
Pray for me, pray for me, pray for me.