And the evening comes,
They'll all say they knew you.
They'll gonna say sweet words about you
Posting your lively pictures lamenting
Why you left so early
Why you never gave them heads up.
R.I.Ps gonna be so sweet and angelic.
But when morning shines,
They'll all forget your existence
They'll move and enjoy what they got
What you left for them.
YOU'LL BE A HISTORY
So whatever you gotta do,
Do it knowing, with or without you
The world is gonna keep goin'