Decomposure - Who Knows? Lyrics
Everybody hopesto be awake through their funerallistening in cold repose as they’re eulogized,dead but still aliveto know what they thought of you all alongwho didn’t bother to show upto lie and hear the truthbefore the lid is closedEverybody hopesto be bought yet not be owned,that the narrow road is short,to eat their fill, and thenhope the hollowed cake will standwho knows?if money had its own pricewhat would you pay to make it worthwhileto hear the truth and sell the liebefore the lid is closed