Lyricist : Christian Medice/Mitchy Collins/Alexander Deleon

Composer : Christian Medice/Mitchy Collins/Alexander Deleon

May my tombstone read of more than just a name

May my songs be more than words across a page

May my love be more than just a pretty face

May my life be more than just a stream of days

I wanna be more than bones

I wanna be someone's goals

Leave somethin' behind, be one of a kind

I don't wanna die alone

I wanna be more than bones

Come up from the ground below

And if I have children, tell me will they visit?

Or will I be on my own?

Hope that I survive, I'd be so pissed if I died

I don't know my age, growin' up is just a lie

Sometimes I cry when I think of time

Tell me it's all just in my mind

I hope that I survive, I'd be so pissed (so pissed)

May my father know he always raised me right

May my mother know I'm thankful for her green, green eyes

May my brothers know I'm possible to like

May my sisters have a good one by their side

I wanna be more than bones

I wanna be someone's goals

Leave somethin' behind, be one of a kind

I don't wanna die alone

Hope that I survive, I'd be so pissed if I died

I don't know my age, growin' up is just a lie

Sometimes I cry when I think of time

Tell me it's all just in my mind

Hope that I survive, I'd be so pissed (so pissed)

But If I go, for what it's worth

May roses grow up from my dirt

But If I go, for what it's worth

May roses grow up from my dirt

But If I go (but if I go)

For what it's worth (for what it's worth)

May roses grow up from my dirt (from my dirt)

But If I go (but if I go)

For what it's worth (for what it's worth)

May roses grow up from my dirt (from my dirt)