Erase Myself

	There’ll be no blood or crying faces
	No pill glass and no swinging ropes
	I’ll leave no letter and no traces
	There’ll be no rite or ceremony
	Not one obituary note
	I’ll leave nobody sad and lonely
	When I erase myself...
	Every word i've ever spoken
	Everything my hands have built
	And all that they have ever broken
	Will be completely relocated
	To other peoples history
	All my relations freely traded
	When I erase myself...
	You might stumble on bits and pieces
	But trying to connect the dots
	You’ll find nothing but random spots
	A fragrance or a certain sound
	A slight irregularity
	Is all that will be left of me
	When I erase myself...

	There' ll be no blood or crying faces
	No pill glass and no swinging ropes
	I' ll leave no letter and no traces
	There' ll be no rite or ceremony
	Not one obituary note
	I' ll leave nobody sad and lonely
	When I erase myself...
	Every word i' ve ever spoken
	Everything my hands have built
	And all that they have ever broken
	Will be completely relocated
	To other peoples history
	All my relations freely traded
	When I erase myself...
	You might stumble on bits and pieces
	But trying to connect the dots
	You' ll find nothing but random spots
	A fragrance or a certain sound
	A slight irregularity
	Is all that will be left of me
	When I erase myself...