Paris Paloma
last woman on earth
Lyrics from Snippet
Cremate me
Deliver me to safety
So that when it's spent, maybe
It will be my own
Scatter ashes
Leave no marker where you plant it
So the hordes will be disbanded
As they search on a treasure map for my headstone
Leave me to the beasts and bears
I'd rather that the feast was theirs
They can't reservе neighbouring plots
Or request to bе buried on top
Leave me for a day or two
To make sure that I turn blue
For the first time since I drew breath
I'm undesirable again