Sanoja: Paul Baribeau. Dead Flowers And Dirt.

I died, I died in the year 2002
Sorry my love, that I keep haunting you
sorry but it's all I can do
sorry but it's all i can do
It was july, it was july when they buried me
it was july when they laid me down to sleep
I know that you wept for me
I know that you wept for me
they put me down, they put me down
into the earth and they covered me with dirt
some people say being dead is painless and peaceful
but let me tell you, dear, it hurts
it hurts, it hurts, it hurts
I dug my way up, I dug my way up
from the grave that very day
I followed you home, I didn't want to be alone
and now in your shadows I will stay
and now in your shadows I'll stay
You were so sweet, so sweet to me
I'll always love your memory
and I won't hold it against you, I swear
I don't mind that you killed me
I don't mind that you killed me
and I don't want to go to heaven
and I don't want to go to hell
I don't want to go anywhere
I don't want to go anywhere
and I don't want to go to heaven
and I don't want to go to hell
if you are not gonna be there
if you're not gonna be there
I'm a ghost, I'm a ghost
without substance, without form
but I'll haunt you backwards through your life
until the day that you were born
til the day that you were born