So long! I can taste the ground above me. You can walk on me as you did before. Stamp your fear-stained cloth on my body. I won’t ever let you mark my soul.
You may consider me dead You may consider me dead me dead… me dead… dead You may consider me dead me dead… dead!
You say it was a suicide - My ribbon says to you “don’t cross”. You say “God willing and the creek don’t rise». Shut up! Reap what you saw, because
You may consider me dead You may consider me dead
So long! I don’t need your love x4
Three words above me may seduce, But I won’t listen to the stone. I’ll hone my fangs if I got to choose, I’ve been a zombie one life ago.
You may consider me dead You may consider me dead me dead… dead… me dead You may consider me dead me dead… dead!