Coping Mechanisms
Wake Up!
Get Sad!
Get Drunk
Throws Up!
Wake Up!
Get Sad!
Get Drunk!
Throw Up!
You were my first transgender mate and I didn't know it until it was too late
That you had these demons, in your head, that came to life. You should have said
Those demons you kept locked inside, all the pain internalised
All came apparent when you died of that bastard curse called suicide
When you've got no hope it is too much to cope with
It seems like it drove you insane
So how do we cope with these things we can't joke with
I've only so many tears to give
So I'll...
Wake Up!
Get Sad!
Get Drunk
Throws Up!
Wake Up!
Get Sad!
Get Drunk!
Throw Up!
And deal with this another day
I'd driven you to punk rock shows, had some laughs and seen you grow
I wish I could have let you know that you were never truly alone
Those demons you kept locked inside, all the pain internalised
All came apparent when you died of that bastard curse called suicide
When you've got no hope it is too much to cope with
It seems like it drove you insane
So how do we cope with these things we can't joke with
I've only so many tears to give
So I'll...
Wake Up!
Get Sad!
Get Drunk
Throws Up!
Wake Up!
Get Sad!
Get Drunk!
Throw Up!
And deal with this another day
Get Sad!
Get Drunk
Throws Up!
Wake Up!
Get Sad!
Get Drunk!
Throw Up!
You were my first transgender mate and I didn't know it until it was too late
That you had these demons, in your head, that came to life. You should have said
Those demons you kept locked inside, all the pain internalised
All came apparent when you died of that bastard curse called suicide
When you've got no hope it is too much to cope with
It seems like it drove you insane
So how do we cope with these things we can't joke with
I've only so many tears to give
So I'll...
Wake Up!
Get Sad!
Get Drunk
Throws Up!
Wake Up!
Get Sad!
Get Drunk!
Throw Up!
And deal with this another day
I'd driven you to punk rock shows, had some laughs and seen you grow
I wish I could have let you know that you were never truly alone
Those demons you kept locked inside, all the pain internalised
All came apparent when you died of that bastard curse called suicide
When you've got no hope it is too much to cope with
It seems like it drove you insane
So how do we cope with these things we can't joke with
I've only so many tears to give
So I'll...
Wake Up!
Get Sad!
Get Drunk
Throws Up!
Wake Up!
Get Sad!
Get Drunk!
Throw Up!
And deal with this another day
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Writer(s): Craig Lonsdale
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