| All my friends are so full of shit
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| They talk a lot, but they’ll never fucking get it
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| We’re all stuck here in the same place
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| So smile and wave just so that you can save face
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| I wish that I could be you
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| I wish that you could be me, so you could see you
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| I am better now, but I still have my days
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| It only took one time, it’ll never be the same
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| Dig me out of this hole I’ve made
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| Dig me out of this
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| Oh my God
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| How do I tell my kids that growing up doesn’t suck?
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| How do I tell them that your friends are always there
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| When nobody gives a fuck?
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| And do I tell them that I spent most of my time this sad?
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| Do I tell them that I let the world stress me out this bad?
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| (No no no)
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| All my friends have problems with their selves
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| We don’t talk about it, nothing helps
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| We tuck it deep inside, so no one can see
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| Then we think about it later in our fucking dreams
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| What the fuck
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| Where are all my friends?
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| All my friends are dead
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| All my friends are dead
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| It fucking
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| All my friends are dead |