Intro

And I'm not afraid of dying, I don't know how I'd feel at the moment, but I'm prepared for death because I don't believe in it. I think it's just getting out of one car and getting into another

Chorus
When I die
Red, black, pink, white
Roses On My Grave
Roses On My Grave
Like Lennon and Cobain
Morbid thoughts upon my brain
Put them Roses on my Grave
Roses on My Grave (ay)

Verse
Roses on my grave
Chilling on my fucking plain
Did it for the fame
Ain't that fucking insane
Never been the same
Chilling on my fucking grave
Go out in a burst of flames the world is such a cold game
Fuck fake friends I'm about to get rich
You say that I'm a bitch well I prefer narcissist
Like Nietzsche
I am the true übermensch
A new age analyst
19 years old and a hedonist
Chorus
When I die
Red, black, pink, white
Roses On My Grave
Roses On My Grave
Like Lennon and Cobain
Morbid thoughts upon my brain
Put them Roses on my Grave
Roses on My Grave
When I die
Red, black, pink, white
Roses On My Grave
Roses On My Grave
Like Lennon and Cobain
Morbid thoughts upon my brain
Put them Roses on my Grave
Roses on My Grave (ay)

Verse
Red rose
Black rose
Pink rose
White rose
Did it for the show
Did it for my bros
Did it for my foes
Did it for my rose
I did it for the clothes
I did it for my woes
Fake a pose then you really learn how to fucking grow
In my own lane
This is the life I chose
And the left keep you on yo toes
Leave you with a bloody nose
If you fuck with squad
If you fuck with bros
Chorus
When I die
Red, black, pink, white
Roses On My Grave
Roses On My Grave
Like Lennon and Cobain
Morbid thoughts upon my brain
Put them Roses on my Grave
Roses on My Grave
When I die
Red, black, pink, white
Roses On My Grave
Roses On My Grave
Like Lennon and Cobain
Morbid thoughts upon my brain
Put them Roses on my Grave
Roses on My Grave (ay)

Verse
Roses on my grave
Roses on my grave
Roses , Roses, Roses, Roses
Roses on my grave
Roses on my grave
Roses on my grave
Roses , Roses, Roses, Roses
Roses on my grave (ay)