Written by Quianna Strickland
Death is what happened before
What happened before it came ashore
It came ashore,but here I sit
Here I sit and bite my lip
Bit my lip and try my best
Try my best to hold it in
Hold it in but here I sit
Here I sit and I admit
And I admit that he is gone
He is gone but I want to yawn
Want to yawn but here I sit
Here I sit because he is heavenly sent
Is heavenly sent but death has happened before