Strain McCafferty

[Pre-Chorus]
Fickle father, foolish son
We pray for pain, we pray for blood
I hope I die, I hope I'm high
I hope that flowers rain down from the fucking sky
I hope your body heals itself
I hope that God forgives himself
I hope I die, I hope I'm high
I hope that flowers rain down from the fucking sky

[Chorus]
They say that I will live, will die
They say as well, I'll burn in hell
So get your jacket
Exactly where you left it
Dear, I know you think it's clear
I am the problem, everybody saw in there, alone
Eating alone

[Pre-Chorus]
Fickle father, foolish son
We pray for pain, we pray for blood
I hope I die, I hope I'm high
I hope that flowers rain down from the fucking sky
I hope your body heals itself
I hope that God forgives himself
I hope I die, I hope I'm high
I hope that flowers rain down from the fucking sky