Lyrics C.E.O.T.7.K. - Funeral Advantage

C.E.O.T.7.K.

Is it impossible to pretend you’re not alone?
Or is it harder because I don’t try?
Beside you, I’ve reduced to
An amputee, dead, always here but never again
I am at rest now trying desperately and still hoping to fit in
Bury me in earth’s hands
The birds told me something that I don’t understand
Nothing has changed, we’re still on track
This world gave me nothing, so I’ll give nothing back
Is it a problem to abstain from relief for so long?
You said I made you feel sick so I swallowed
Inside you, I felt used too
And if you see Dan tell him that I’m looking for him
He is a ghost now trying desperately and is longing to fit in
Bury me in earth’s hands
The birds told me something that I don’t understand
God please show me anything, ‘cause I’m your punching bag
This world gave me nothing, so I’ll give nothing back