6. there are things in the sky
there are things in the sky
but i am far far below it
sunken in the ground
my soul and the soil are one
i don’t need oxygen
there will be no more breathing for me
you can finally visit me without spite
you can finally think about me without wishing me dead
i already made that one come true
what can i grant you next?
oh, three wishes wasn’t enough
how about this treasure chest of gold
you could sell my bones online?
i’m not sure how my flesh will decay
might as well take it while it’s fresh
no need to leave roses
when you’ve taken my life
i knew you wanted me to die
i saw it in the look in your eyes
when you plotted your plan
to rob the rubies from my grave