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.