I've been having trouble sleeping most nights,
'cause every time I close my eyes,
All I can think of, is what must it be like to die.

And I don't care about the afterlife,
I only care about the people that I'm going to leave behind.

Don't forget me, no, please remember,
That I was a person before I was in the ground
Beneath a headstone, that's only a marker
Of the places where my bones can be found.

I don't want to waste my life growing older,
But every time I look into a mirror,
I see an old man staring back at me,
We've got the same face but his is just much thinner.

And I don't care about my body,
I only care that my mind might not be ready to stop forever.

Don't forget me, no, please remember,
That I was a person before I was in the ground
Beneath a headstone, that's only a marker
Of the places where my bones can be found.

And you can lay flowers,
But I won't be able to smell their scent,
And you can talk to me
But I'll still be dead.

And I don't care about no monument,
To whatever life I've lead,
I just want to make sure that there'll be people who'll remember all the things I did.

Don't forget me, no, please remember,
That I was a person before I was in the ground
Beneath a headstone, that's only a marker
Of the places where my bones can be found.