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smile at a funeral
Thoughts chasing circles out into my head
Like cycles, laundry cycles
Birthday parties make me feel lethargic
I donât know why
The day is grim, as dark as sin
Iâm still a kid in a big suit with no clue
Wake up in the mornings, my emails are warnings
If i donât get up, i may never get up...
Pass the gates, the stones we circulate
I feel closer now, close enough
Take it like you take a ticking time bomb
Honey youâre doing nothing wrong
The look on their faces, the tears running down
I donât know why
Standing by a box with flowers and a cross
I donât know why iâm enjoying it
Smile at a funeral