I wonder
If you could get me a drink
Of water cause my lips are chapped and faded
comb my hair for me
help me gather all my things
and bury me
in all my favorite colors,
my sisters and my brothers, still,
I will not kiss you,
cause the hardest part of this,
is leaving you.
Turn away,
cause I'm awful just to see
cause all my hair's abandoned all my body,
all my agony,
know that I will never marry,
and baby I'm just dyin' from the chemo,
but counting down the days to go.
It's just a feeling
and I don't know
that if you say,
good-bye today,
I'd ask you to be true,
cause the hardest part of this,
is leaving you...
cause the hardest part of this,
is leaving you...
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