Bring Me The Horizon. This Is What The Edge Of Your Seat Was Made For. Who Wants Flowers When You're Dead? Nobody. Bring my die horison. Dit is wat die rand van jou stoel is gemaak vir. Wie Blomme Wil Wanneer jy dood? Niemand.
...Our hands in prayer formation, Our elbows on the bed, One last try for Heaven, Thinking who wants flowers when you're dead?, You're dead, When you're dead
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