Drown me in ethenol
Burn me in ether
Sing hallelujah
While you smoke mary-jane at my funeral
As you get higher, hopefully I get high too
Burn the weed like you burnt my soul
And hopefully my death planted flowers of realization into your heart
Water them with the tears around you
Fertelise them with your apologies
I hope it burns like hell
I hope you feel what I felt
But I pry I don't see hell today
And I pry you don't hear me whisper your name from afar
