Two Lips کے بول

I was daydreaming About my end I found it gruesomely I knew it completely That I was small As I looked up to see Isn't it perfect? To have death in sight Isn't it worth it? To have peace of mind I don't need a place to go When I give up the ghost Tulips of the spring should grow As I decompose The moon it was freeing Dispersing light Upon us as we breathed And thought it was fleeting I felt the power The universe bequeaths Isn't it perfect? To have death in sight Isn't it worth it? To have peace of mind Isn't it perfect To have death in sight Isn't it worth? To have peace of mind I don't need a place to go When I give up the ghost Tulips of the spring should grow As I decompose I don't need a place to go When I give up the ghost Tulips of the spring should grow As I decompose