I fade away in your memories
Like my dreams that have been killed
Looking like I'm merely sleeping, while my bones are being chilled
I lie cold and pale and weak
Awaiting my final slumber
As time is ticking by......just merely little numbers
I bear a smile though I'm stiff
I'm awakening, though I'm 'sleeping'
Being awoken from my dreaming
I may look sad but I am happy
Soon I will be free
Free of this world, free of you......free
Free from all the agony that afflicts me
I'll fade in your memories
While I sleep so peacefully, awakening in my final slumber
Where I'm going there is no pain nor little numbers
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