Something about all of this just seems too right
But what's gonna happen, what's gonna happen?
Never see your smile again, it used to radiate the room, it's lovely
You breathe me in slowly and exhale quickly
Write my eulogy, you won't face me alone
Loss of a friend, I was there to the end
Powerless, I reach out
Fuck the flies and the maggots, piling up in my mouth
Maybe it's not too late for me
Think I found the right mistake
Bloodstained T-shirts kept close by
A picture of you by my bedside
Over and over, broken record
Always in mourning, bright and early morning
Bloodstained T-shirts kept close by
A picture of you by my bedside
Over and over, broken record
Over and over, broken record
Over and over, broken record
Over and over, broken record
Always in mourning, bright and early morning