I live in despair
trying to find myself but I fell
fantasizing the funeral I'm not allowed to attend
to drink coffee in front of my decomposing body
stupid long processions, will you not flex my rotten skin
I'd rather be lost and forgotten in the middle of nothingness
my level of anxiety is higher than heaven
too shy about the thought of me being dead
oh hell oh hell it bothers me up to hell
violet grave, disco groove
do not attend my funeral party
it's such a waste to spend time in it
forget about my funeral party
everyone's going to end up in a skeleton garden.