Beauty Day
Take me back to that floor
Let me lie there
Curl up in a ball and die there
Let my tears flow until they're no more
Let my hunger grow until I'm no more
Let the roaches take me away
Oh how I dream of the day
The day in which I'm no more
The day I die on that floor
When the last tear dries
When the last roach dies
When the last part of me is drug away
That will be the beauty day
Let me lie there
Curl up in a ball and die there
Let my tears flow until they're no more
Let my hunger grow until I'm no more
Let the roaches take me away
Oh how I dream of the day
The day in which I'm no more
The day I die on that floor
When the last tear dries
When the last roach dies
When the last part of me is drug away
That will be the beauty day
Sat, 7 May 2016 04:37 am