Before I (Die)

All my friends are the
Best
And all my friends are
Depressed
If it weren't for all the awful shit
Around me that I see
I'd begin to think depression
Is a side effect of me
But here I am
And here you are
We haven't really
Come that far
All I see is burnt-down trees
A memory of scenery
Of you and me and what
We thought we'd be
What we thought we'd be

Cuz nothing went the way
I thought it would
But everything worked out OK
And I would say that things are good
That's what others see
Objectively
But I can't always help myself
I see it pessimistically
Time marches on, but why?
They say to put childish things aside
But if I gotta go then I
Hope that I get young before I die

I've become radical
But not like in a fun way
I'm sick of seeing the same bullshit
I've been seeing every day
I'm not satisfied
And I know I've never been
You've tried and tried, and so have I
And that's why we're still friends
If it were up to me
We'd make progress every day
Hoping CBD or mushroom tea
Will chase this pain away
But it's not up to me
No psychedelic therapy
Can elevate, re-educate
Remediate, alleviate
All this broke humanity

Cuz nothing went the way
I thought it would
But everything worked out OK
And I would say that things are good
That's what others see
Objectively
But I can't always help myself
I see it pessimistically
Time marches on, but why?
They say to put childish things aside
But if I gotta go then I
Hope that I get young before I die

So I'm a thorn
I'm that prickly pear
If you don't want a fight then
Why'd you come to poke the bear
I'm not alone
I reflect the love that I'm shown
And all that reflects back upon
The family we've grown
We are all very strange
And I love us that way
We all feel pain
The world is rough every day
The Sun rises each morn
And it sets every night
And in spite of all the bullshit I'm surrounded by
So do I
So do I

Cuz nothing went the way
I thought it would
But everything worked out OK
And I would say that things are good
That's what others see
Objectively
But I can't always help myself
I see it pessimistically
Time marches on, but why?
They say to put childish things aside
But if I gotta go then I
Hope that I get young before I die
Yeah, if I gotta go then I
Hope that I get young before I die
If I gotta go then I
Hope that I get young before I die



Credits
Writer(s): Shawn Rider
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