Now we lay

Now we lay here at her funeral
Should had worshipped her when she was alive 
I was the only one there for her
She was born sick and I loved it
Now we lay here at her funeral 
Seeing people she didn't see in life 
Feeling to guilty to miss this
She was crazy and I enjoyed it
Now we lay here at her funeral 
Holding hands like a family
Praying for how her soul will be
Wishing she was still here
I know she only loved me
Now we lay here at here funerel 
Tears coming down my face
Can keep from her friends
Cause there just strangers to me
She was born bad and l breathed in it
Now we lay here at her funeral 

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