Asking all the time how I haven't died
Long hair swingin' side to side
I even ask myself now and then
But only when I'm stuck inside my bed
The pounding left me with a quick dead end
Roses around me have become my friends
I know they wish that I was in the ground
Even in death, I'm gonna stick around
I'm not a rot daughter
I'm not a rot daughter
He gives me flowers and he holds my waist
Look in the mirror and see a smiling face
Don't wanna join the 27 Club
Too bad I made it past twenty-one
I'm not a rot daughter
I'm not a rot daughter
I'm not a rot daughter
I'm not a rot daughter
