It only tickles now. I used to kick and shout. Now I just cling to the ????. Footprints gone. you never love someone. Only what they leave behind And I won't forget you. And I won't forget you. And I won't forget you. And I won't when I'm in hell I'm taking all those things. The things that no one brings. The packing of those memories. And when I come up the Mountain of Needles. And I swim in a Lake of Blood. NO!. And I won't forget you. When I'm in hell I won't forget you