Up where the wind blows I’m dying inside me There’s little left I can show you Don’t bury me, …. Scatter me Up where the wind blows
Are ya back coz there wasn’t nothing for ya, Or are ya back coz your lies began to know ya There’s an evil in yaGod I’d love to kill But my grip’s loosening and weakening
Are ya back coz the devil didn’t want ya Are ya crawling because your lies began to haunt ya? There’s an evil in ya even though I love ya, But my grip’s loosening and weakening
Saying you threw him out when you loved him Draggin lies to the pub and all around him Attempted suicide, I knew inside he’d never jump or swallow any pill unless somebody rang a doctor first, I’ll drag him, I’ll drag him down to the river not to pray, I’m gonna drown him In a black bag, somebody'll find him; he’s my brother for all he’s left behind him… I’m dying inside meThere’s little left I can show youDon’t bury me, …. Scatter me Up where the wind blows
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by The Rye
I’m dying inside me
There’s little left I can show you
Don’t bury me, …. Scatter me
Up where the wind blows
Are ya back coz there wasn’t nothing for ya,
Or are ya back coz your lies began to know ya
There’s an evil in yaGod I’d love to kill
But my grip’s loosening and weakening
Are ya back coz the devil didn’t want ya
Are ya crawling because your lies began to haunt ya?
There’s an evil in ya even though I love ya,
But my grip’s loosening and weakening
Saying you threw him out when you loved him
Draggin lies to the pub and all around him
Attempted suicide, I knew inside he’d never jump or swallow any pill
unless somebody rang a doctor first,
I’ll drag him, I’ll drag him down to the river not to pray,
I’m gonna drown him
In a black bag, somebody'll find him; he’s my brother for all he’s left behind him…
I’m dying inside meThere’s little left I can show youDon’t bury me, …. Scatter me Up where the wind blows