You could have been anything
But you ended up in a tissue beside the bed
But I love you, oh my dead babies

You could have been anything
But you ended up a stain on some whore's dress
But I love you, oh my dead babies

Farewell, farewell, farewell my nightly friends
We'll never know what might have been
Farewell, farewell, until we meet again
With the millions of other little coulda beens

You could have been anything
But it turns out you're a crust upon my chest
But I love you, oh my dead babies

You could have been anything
But you ended up on an asscrack or a breast
But I love you, oh my dead babies

Farewell, farewell, farewell my nightly friends
We'll never know what might have been, no, no
Farewell, farewell, until we meet again
With the billions of other little coulda beens

Maybe we all should die
Maybe we all should die
Maybe we all should die before our time

Maybe we all should die
Maybe we all should die
Maybe we all should die before our time


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