Gone. When I leave I wonder Will they grieve? Steal my plunder? Remember to forget The drama and the disrespect You're gonna miss me when I'm gone
Help Not for me I'd never ask Help me help you accomplish this task One day you'll grow up Take off that mask Til then, I'll wait Patience, my only lacking trait
Feel Anything, even the burn that yearns and turns It's real Thanks for listening to my schpeal It's not for all to appeal This is my approval seal For life's unwanted zeal
they'll tell stories About the times I fought for war, please **** one and save a million End with one last word to fill ya in.