It's okay, I'm dead There is nothing you can do Living was alright... But death was overdue
So say your unsaid thoughts To the corpse you hardly knew Maybe bid a nice farewell To my smile stitched askew
You can say you will remember We both know this isn't true All that I could really try Is to forever haunt you
Death is the great equalizer, if I don't currently haunt your dreams maybe when I shuffle off my mortal coil I can turn into a sick *** ghost and stuff