My Funeral
You can relax
You gave someone a heart attack
And just last month
I was the one taking the punch
I was flying above
Didn't think you saw me float by
But this is my dream
I look back it all and see my defeat
And I'm asleep
I'm scared of my anxiety
And I dream
With dizzying clarity
And I see you at my funeral
And you're praying in the back row
Thinking, "what if I called"?
You're just a wreck
No you wouldn't be there in the flesh
And you send your regrets
But you leave them lying on your desk
It feels cold
To dream of you without revere
And that's why I'm alone
Now I'm lying, dying, airborne
And I'm asleep
I'm scared of my anxiety
And I dream
With dizzying clarity
And I see you at my funeral
And you're praying in the back row
Thinking, "what if I called"?
And I'm asleep
I'm scared of my anxiety
And I dream
With dizzying clarity
And I'm asleep
I'm scared of my anxiety
And I dream
With dizzying clarity
And I see you at my funeral
And you're praying in the back row
And I see you at my funeral
And you're praying in the back row
Thinking, "what if I called"
You gave someone a heart attack
And just last month
I was the one taking the punch
I was flying above
Didn't think you saw me float by
But this is my dream
I look back it all and see my defeat
And I'm asleep
I'm scared of my anxiety
And I dream
With dizzying clarity
And I see you at my funeral
And you're praying in the back row
Thinking, "what if I called"?
You're just a wreck
No you wouldn't be there in the flesh
And you send your regrets
But you leave them lying on your desk
It feels cold
To dream of you without revere
And that's why I'm alone
Now I'm lying, dying, airborne
And I'm asleep
I'm scared of my anxiety
And I dream
With dizzying clarity
And I see you at my funeral
And you're praying in the back row
Thinking, "what if I called"?
And I'm asleep
I'm scared of my anxiety
And I dream
With dizzying clarity
And I'm asleep
I'm scared of my anxiety
And I dream
With dizzying clarity
And I see you at my funeral
And you're praying in the back row
And I see you at my funeral
And you're praying in the back row
Thinking, "what if I called"
Credits
Writer(s): Sarah Roberts
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