Memento Mori کے بول

Everyone I love is gonna 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 an afterlife Or will I just cease to exist This fear makes me feel so naive I wish that I could just accept But I'm chilled by the redundancy of Thoughts collected but not kept Maybe I'm still the stupid little boy Too weak to understand what will come I want to 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 to forget Everyone I love is gonna die And I will die as well Think about this before I sleep And have since I was a child