5 Funerals

I went to about five funerals this year And I felt so empty that I couldn't even shed a tear I felt so fucking selfish, all I thought about was me And how I'd love to lay down on my back and just float out to sea How I'm constantly losing my shit while my friends are losing family I had something like a hundred bad days this year Where at the end of each one I couldn't wait to just get out of here If you knew how many times I thought "the dead must have it pretty sweet" I'd get beat So when I go, please don't cry It's not like I deserve to die but I've been burning bridges, man Since day number one And when the pack keeps lapping me and I don't fit in anywhere and don't know what to do I wish that they took me instead of you Do you have a good time? Do you do you want or do you do what people want from you? When you hit a certain age, does everyone stop having fun? I seem to think it's true Is exuberance a deterrent for which we pay a fee? Is a quiet nod the only way? Can't we loudly disagree? It seems like these things, they work out for everyone Everyone but me So when I go, please don't cry It's not like I deserve to die but Baby, we ain't born to mourn and there's no hope in mope And when the pack keeps lapping me and I don't fit in anywhere and don't know what to do I wish that they took me instead of you Don't treat it like a race There's no winner at the finish line Just treat it like a bar 'cause we all gotta leave some time We can't fight the future so why do we even care We won't always have the luxury of sun-kissed summer air We won't fight the future We don't really care So for the worst I'll always stay prepared I went to about five It went funeral, funeral, funeral, funeral, funeral, ugh