[Lyric] Northern Swedish Death Cult (Cottonwood Firing Squad)

Everyone I know
Packed up and left town a couple years ago
We were just kids back then
Now you're raisin' kids of your own

Here's to my first love
Who I hardly even know
And to all them fuckin' plans that we made
I guess I gotta do 'em on my own
I guess I gotta do 'em on my own

All this time that I spent for somethin' to lean on
When I know I'm just afraid to be alone
Here in the dark, I will wilt and fall apart
I hope you remember me when I go
I hope you remembеr me when I go

You set a firе at the bottom of your heart
Hope that when you die, that you'll go right back to the start
Get another name and a brand new pair of shoes
And be easy on the eyes despite your hidden set of views
I'll find a different person where the clouds became apart
If only you could set a fire at the bottom of your heart
If only you could set a fire at the bottom of your heart