Вершы: Mckinley. Miss Me.

(McKinley)
If I raise my voice, ask God to let me go
will I hear my heart fall over?
Will He feel short one soul?
Will He miss me at all?
Will He miss me at all?
If you saw my face then, saw me hollowed out

would you lay your hands on my chest,
feel for my heart?
Would you miss me at all?
Would you miss me at all?