For people like you there's no need for a eulogy
Your epitaph will read nothing
You wanted to cut me up syphon my corpse
And pass it around
I'll cut you out
You won't being me down
It's not fine
You can't save me
Drowning voices
Lost myself
With friends like you there's no need for enemies
You'd spill my guts
You'd kill my dreams
It's not fine
Back from death
Drowning vices
Lost myself
Set your eyes on life
Some scars don't heal