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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bailey Grey
Bailey Grey
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bailey Grey
Bailey Grey
Songwriter
Alex King
Alex King
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sam Cook-Stuntz
Sam Cook-Stuntz
Producer

Lyrics

Ah-ah Ah-ah When I go, I wanna be useful Don't bury me in a wooden box One day, a skeleton in a suit and tie Please don't make it harder for me to die Mix my ashes in an hourglass Pour my blood onto crashing waves Find my vocal cords a poet who will use them Like the instrument they are And make my spine into a guitar So by all means, please Take every last ounce of me Don't wanna be mixed up in the debris Plant me in a forest, check up on the tree Rest your sunglasses on my sun-bleached skull Play fetch with the grieving dog and my femur bones Feel the warm sand through my feet The cool, cool grass between my freshly painted toes Place my teeth under your soft pillows The Tooth Fairy will not ask I'm sure she's indifferent As we are to the cash So by all means, please Take every last ounce of me Don't wanna be mixed up in the debris Plant me in a forest, check up on the tree And if you decide to twist my ribs And build them into a morbid birdcage That feels right to me They've always felt too tight to me And when all is said and done Every part found a home but one So if you'd like to (if you'd like to) Keep my heart to yourself (keep my heart, ah) Just for you alone (just for you) Proudly mounted on your shelf Or maybe beating 'neath your floorboards Another thing you hoard Wear my skin like lace Wouldn't wanna take up too much space (Wouldn't wanna take up too much space) By all means, please Take every last ounce of me Don't wanna be mixed up in the debris Plant me in a forest, check up on the tree
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