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From the album “Sad Looks Pretty On Me“, out on Smartpunk Records. Buy your copy here: Lyrics: Tried to find hope in happiness But at some point I lost my plans Think I faded in this process And the reaper is my only friend Tryna find my way home Sitting pretty on my tombstone, smile wide Got close with the graveyard Trying to find where to start, cause I’m casket-sized Can’t seem to change things Wearing white to my funeral I’ll probably die alone So bitter and I’m staying cold Wearing all white Gucci in this chapel Knowing I can’t change things Flex that I’m stronger than I really am But I can’t, change me Devil knows I don’t keep my friends Heaven says I should have regrets Do you think they’d care if I went? 'Cause at this point, I feel like I’m spent Ain’t no other way to change it now This can’t be everything I am This ain’t gonna be the end So tell me I did alright? F
