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This basket arrives
To show your condolence
You hope that it finds me well
And just in time
This loss was unbearable
But now I have flowers
A thoughtful, blooming bright arrangement
I can out live too
Dress the corpse in his best
You only have one shot
To knock 'em dead
And toast to the way he left us
Counting our blessings
And holding our heads
We better speak up
We better say something
We better believe ourselves for once
'Cause he never said help
He never said anything
In the way that we trained ourselves to hear
It's only in this silence
That I can hear he'd been screaming
All alone, All along
Dress the corpse in his best
You only have one shot
To knock 'em dead
And toast to the way he left us
Counting our blessings
And holding our heads
Dress the corpse in his best
You only have one shot
To knock 'em dead
And I would have thought
That I had more color than him
But my skin is stark stark white
And ash covers my skin
Alternate Endings (He changes some lyrics from the two versions I've heard)
To toast to the way he left us
Counting our blessings
And holding his hand
Or
I should have worn make-up
It seems to have worked for him
To show your condolence
You hope that it finds me well
And just in time
This loss was unbearable
But now I have flowers
A thoughtful, blooming bright arrangement
I can out live too
Dress the corpse in his best
You only have one shot
To knock 'em dead
And toast to the way he left us
Counting our blessings
And holding our heads
We better speak up
We better say something
We better believe ourselves for once
'Cause he never said help
He never said anything
In the way that we trained ourselves to hear
It's only in this silence
That I can hear he'd been screaming
All alone, All along
Dress the corpse in his best
You only have one shot
To knock 'em dead
And toast to the way he left us
Counting our blessings
And holding our heads
Dress the corpse in his best
You only have one shot
To knock 'em dead
And I would have thought
That I had more color than him
But my skin is stark stark white
And ash covers my skin
Alternate Endings (He changes some lyrics from the two versions I've heard)
To toast to the way he left us
Counting our blessings
And holding his hand
Or
I should have worn make-up
It seems to have worked for him
Lyrics submitted by No_Point
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If anyone has this song and feels nice, could you send it to me, along with any of his other rare non-released songs you might have? My email is on my profile. Thanks!
I don't see it on dcsoimpossible...
Can anyone send it to me over AIM? My screen name is starcrossdlovex.
Please.
Thanks
DISSING THE MAINSTREAM IS THE NEW MAINSTREAM
While i dont see any problem with this song, i am concerned Chris is going mainstream
A thoughtful, blooming bright arrangement
That I can out live too " Both were thoughtful, blooming, and bright in two seperate ways, but he'll out live both of them.
I need to stop listening to this song ;)
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We better say something
We better believe ourselves for once
'Cause he never said help
He never said anything
In the way that we dreamed ourselves
It's only in dead silence
That I can hear him screaming
Oh no....oh no.... " Maybe it's him thinking that his friends never gave signs of how terrible he was feeling until it was to late. It seems like he's guilty for not being able to help. *shrugs* just a thought.