When i die...
when i die...
I hope my mom will be there,
Crying those tears she cries when i make her feel hopeful
with open arms waiting to be held
finally, with a warm smile on.
When i die...
I hope my dad will be there,
Except he'll be the man i wish he could have been, not the man he's chosen to be to this day
He'll be the man he was when i was a child,
When he put me to sleep by singing and telling me those stories that weren't really fairy tales.
When death rings my doorbell and i open it...
I hope Jasmine will be there,
And we'll be back to those days
When she'd invite me into her room
I'm sitting on her bed picking music from her laptop
She'll be sitting at her desk in that chair i always spun around in when she wasn't home
She's attempting to do her homework,
but starts talking to me about problems in her life with that cocky attitude she's always had.
I give her advice then i tell her one of my problems and she gives me advice right back,
back and forth we go for hours sitting there making each other laugh
and feeling not just like sisters, but friends.
When death strums his guitar and i finally start singing along
I Hope Chelsea will be there...
She'll be typing up stories and what not on her computer and ill come in just to say hi,
I end up in their for hours talking nonsense about everything
Her talking always makes me feel psychedelic
and i say the most abnormal and hilarious things.
When i die...
I'm afraid everything will be darkness.
blackness covers everything and i feel cold.
nothing can save me because death already has.
Its hard to believe in all these dreams and happiness,
when Ive already convinced myself it wont happen.
I want to believe it so much, i want to think that everything ends up...just,happy
Then when i think that, i remind myself it wont happen.
Which makes me want to live every day like its my last
Which is why i want to become a musician, not a doctor
Which is why i only spend tyme with the people i like
Which is why I'm myself and not the person i forced myself to be
which is why i love my life, life's to short and unimportant to spend tyme hating.
I hope my mom will be there,
Crying those tears she cries when i make her feel hopeful
with open arms waiting to be held
finally, with a warm smile on.
When i die...
I hope my dad will be there,
Except he'll be the man i wish he could have been, not the man he's chosen to be to this day
He'll be the man he was when i was a child,
When he put me to sleep by singing and telling me those stories that weren't really fairy tales.
When death rings my doorbell and i open it...
I hope Jasmine will be there,
And we'll be back to those days
When she'd invite me into her room
I'm sitting on her bed picking music from her laptop
She'll be sitting at her desk in that chair i always spun around in when she wasn't home
She's attempting to do her homework,
but starts talking to me about problems in her life with that cocky attitude she's always had.
I give her advice then i tell her one of my problems and she gives me advice right back,
back and forth we go for hours sitting there making each other laugh
and feeling not just like sisters, but friends.
When death strums his guitar and i finally start singing along
I Hope Chelsea will be there...
She'll be typing up stories and what not on her computer and ill come in just to say hi,
I end up in their for hours talking nonsense about everything
Her talking always makes me feel psychedelic
and i say the most abnormal and hilarious things.
When i die...
I'm afraid everything will be darkness.
blackness covers everything and i feel cold.
nothing can save me because death already has.
Its hard to believe in all these dreams and happiness,
when Ive already convinced myself it wont happen.
I want to believe it so much, i want to think that everything ends up...just,happy
Then when i think that, i remind myself it wont happen.
Which makes me want to live every day like its my last
Which is why i want to become a musician, not a doctor
Which is why i only spend tyme with the people i like
Which is why I'm myself and not the person i forced myself to be
which is why i love my life, life's to short and unimportant to spend tyme hating.