Funeral Exit

from Funeral Exit by Friend Hell

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I still feel the piece of me in the casket
And I feel its gonna wake up and close itself in

I feel like scotch tape
I'm doing the job
But next year or next month
I'm gonna fall off

There's three of me in the funeral home
One in the casket and the pews
And one going "Oh no!"
(She's still alive! She's still alive! She's still alive!)
There's another set of me
Already dead and diseased
These new bodies are still alive
(For a limited time! For a limited time! For a limited time!)

There's a good chance I'll live
There's a bad bad chance
That I'll die
And die again for the rest of my whole life

And I could go through this again
There's a bad bad chance
I'm so scared of the future
And the future it hides

Beautiful, beautiful flowers
Lawn looks so pretty without me
I disagree right now just a little bit
And that's the farthest I'll go
For an undetermined distance

I hope things get better from here
Inhabit the one with less fear
And go through the exit
I'm through depression
I'll face oppression
I hope things are better this year
As a new me with a new fear
Of getting old and dying someday
At least I'm afraid

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from Funeral Exit, released August 27, 2020

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