simping for a dead man Lyrics

I am

Simping for a dead man

Dressed up

In that caravan

Six feet underground

Is where we met

I am

Covering him in red

So close

To being wed

Not even

Proposed yet

My eyes are blue when I'm happy

And green when I'm sad

But they have been grey

Since the day That you left

All I feel Is emptiness

Coupled with Regrets

If I could go Back in time

I'd go to the Day that we met

I am

Simping for a dead man

Dressed up

In that caravan

Six feet underground

Is where we met

I am

Covering him in red

So close

To being wed

Not even

Proposed yet

Vibe check

I wanna die again

Man my whole life's a mess

Not right inside my head

I can't

Pretend and lie again

Broken inside my chest

Body beside the dead

I send

Letters when I'm depressed

Just to feel high again

Act like I'm someone's friend

My beds

Inside necropolis

With a dead populace

I am

Simping for a dead man

Dressed up

In that caravan

Six feet underground

Is where we met

I am

Covering him in red

So close

To being wed

Not even

Proposed yet

I am

Simping for a dead man

Dressed up

In that caravan

Six feet underground

Is where we met

I am

Covering him in red

So close

To being wed

Not even

Proposed yet