Letra de I Think We're In Minsk

Play vera lynn at my funeral, though i don't think we will meet again. I'm not morbid. i'm just forgetful and i think it'd be a funny way to end. But i can wait to get there. I know that light is somewhere so i'll fucking find it i swear. Tie it down and drag it back home. sunburnt like every summer. Sleepless like every new year. If i die, i'm dying right here. all my friends i'm begging you stay close. Real life: it will get you every time (get you every time) Oh my god. now let me contradict the last few things I wrote, like, "i'm not morbid. i'm just forgetful". because i am morbid. The dam is fucking breaking.