"Burying A Friend" lyrics

"Burying A Friend"

You always wanted to be him
Ever since we were kids, man, I just don't get it
A black eye and a busted lip
Laying lifeless on the dirt and barely breathing

What's this about?
Sunken cheeks and no teeth, looking dead
You look so proud to be standing here
Why are you so proud?
Hey, man, how's it been? It's been so long
Not too well, burying a friend

Looking up at me, man, this is awesome
Unable to get up from your bed
While he was lying in your bathroom
With a hypodermic needle in his hand
Still thinking about that night and day
Three young boys only in age
Two of us grew apart lately
Way too old for only 23

What's this about?
Sunken cheeks and no teeth, looking dead
You look so proud to be standing here
Why are you so proud?
Hey, man, how's it been? It's been so long
Not too well, burying a friend
What's this about?
Sunken cheeks and no teeth, looking dead
You look so proud to be standing here
Why are you so proud?
Hey, man, how's it been? It's been so long
Not too well, burying a friend

Not too well, burying a kid


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