everyone i love is going to die,
and i will die as well
think about this before i sleep
and have since i was a child
in my life will i make a difference?
in my death will i be missed?
will i be granted some sort of afterlife?
or will i just cease to exist?
this feeling makes me feel so naive
i wish that i could just accept
but i'm sure of the redundancy of thoughts collected
but not kept
to maybe i'm still a stupid little boy,
too weak to understand what will come
i wanna find peace of mind
maybe no mind is the answer to that conundrum
oh, i want to be a baby again
oh, i want pure thoughts in my head
oh, i want to be a baby again
oh, i want pure thoughts in my head
oh, i want to be a baby again
oh, i want to forget
oh, i want to be a baby again
oh, i want pure thoughts in my head
oh, i want to be a baby again
oh, i want pure thoughts in my head
oh, i want to be a baby again
oh, i want to forget
everyone i love is going to die
and i will die as well
think about this before i sleep
and have since i was a child