Bowen
Young Bernie
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I'm so sick of burying my friends My friends I'm so sick of burying my friends My friends I'm so sick of burying my friends My friends I'm so sick of burying my friends My friends I'm so sick of burying my friends My friends I'm so sick of burying my friends My friends I'm so sick of burying my friends My friends I'm so sick of burying my friends My friends, friends, friends, friends Worry follows grieve like contending fellows Somber sighs and bellows Beg I spark a spliff and mellow Legato cellos, symphonic sympathy Nifty chip of humility Just a ripple out of the periphery Simply stated, I really wish I was sedated Infuse my delusions with kratom and Satan Cut with AA medallions, musta grabbed thousands Fouled up by fucking and running Hustling and ducking the self destruction Conducting my train off the rails from lusting Touching deeper than surface level Another hour kiss and tell Indulge my demons disguised as these feeling Nope, saved by the bell Scanning these Jans and Stans I scheme my plans in advance See where this selective messaging lands In fact, Pouring my soul like an open bar Splitting these stitches from open scars Spitting my sickness just close enough to par Yet too far gone for these few Johns and Sues I'm bound to lose Like my dude Taylor, Hailey, Toy, Ollie, Robbie I could keep going These names keep flowing, but what is it showing? Don't matter if its Addy, Oxy, or any proxy of liquor talking Clean, mean, sloppy, every ending a copy Another dead body in a box I'm so sick of burying my friends My friends I'm so sick of burying my friends My friends I'm so sick of burying my friends My friends I'm so sick of burying my friends My friends I'm so sick of burying my friends My friends I'm so sick of burying my friends My friends I'm so sick of burying my friends My friends I'm so sick of burying my friends My friends, friends, friends, friends Another broken mother Empty seat next to brother I try not to stumble through the gutter In search for cover from the thunder All the clutter that you left your dad In bags of empty questions Digging for the blessing in the ruble of what I could have Said to keep you comin back Said to keep you calling back Beg you keep from falling back Beg you hear your message To ease the stress and fix the mess Rise to the test and see your blessed Beyond the needle fiending demon Seizin on the little feelings in your head Too many things left unsaid Cant even bring myself to make your bed If only you could see the sea of human beings Flooding this function with tears, both joyous and sad But see I'm mad at the fact you died for nothing That you couldn't tell me something Mad that your smile was bluffing Fronting like you fine but your mind's self destructing Mad at all the wasted potential The moment ya married needles to blood vessels Lost sight of the essentials, man I'm so sick of burying my friends So sick of funeral high school reunions So tired of pallbearing all these Scotts and Erins Staring at indiscriminate victims of drug addiction Wishing they'd listen Wish they'd see the love they embody carry on to somebody Wish they'd take the suggestions than reliving all them old lessons They say your bottoms when you stop digging So lose the shovel, ease the trouble Seize the key to freedom and break out the bubble I know I'm hurting, but I accept I'm powerless too Not a damn thing I can do to change you I'm crying and cursing, but I wont use I refuse to trade my time for a intravenous noose I'll be damned to let my father see my open casket No way I'll be the cause of another poor mothers tragic Tale of happy memories shatter through calamities Just tally up the tragedies that paint up the reality that I'm so sick of burying my friends My friends I'm so sick of burying my friends My friends I'm so sick of burying my friends My friends I'm so sick of burying my friends My friends I'm so sick of burying my friends My friends I'm so sick of burying my friends My friends I'm so sick of burying my friends My friends I'm so sick of burying my friends My friends, friends, friends, friends I'm so sick of burying my friends I'm so sick of burying my friends
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