Bomb the Music Industry! 5 Funerals Lyrics
            I went to about five funerals this year
            And I felt so empty that I couldn't even shed a tear.
            I felt so f___ing selfish, all I thought about was me
            And how I'd love to lay down on my back and just float out to sea.
            How I'm constantly losing my s___ while my friends are losing family.
        
            I had something like a hundred bad days this year
            Where at the end of each one I couldn't wait to just get out of here.
            If you knew how many times I thought
            "the dead must have it pretty sweet"
            I'd get beat.
        
            So when I go, please don't cry.
            It's not like I deserve to die but I've been burning bridges, man.
            Since day number one.
            And when the pack keeps lapping me and I don't fit in anywhere and don't know what to do
            I wish that they took me instead of you.
        
            Do you have a good time?
            Do you do what you want or do you do what people want from you?
            When you hit a certain age, does everyone stop having fun?
            I seem to think it's true.
            Is exuberance a deterrent for which we pay a fee?
            Is a quiet nod the only way?
            Can't we loudly disagree?
            It seems like these things, they work out for everyone.
            Everyone but me.
        
            So when I go, please don't cry.
            It's not like I deserve to die but
            Baby, we ain't born to mourn and there's no hope in mope.
            And when the pack keeps lapping me and I don't fit in anywhere and don't know what to do
            I wish that they took me instead of you.
        
            Don't treat it like a race
            There's no winner at the finish line.
            Just treat it like a bar 'cause we all gotta leave some time.
            We can't fight the future so why do we even care?
            We won't always have the luxury of sun-kissed summer air.
        
            We won't fight the future.
            We don't really care.
            So for the worst I'll always stay prepared.
        
            I went to about five.
            It went funeral, funeral, funeral, funeral, funeral, ugh.
        
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