Eulogy
Do I exist, if I don't exist on the internet?
How can I relax? The end is imminent
12 shots fired on a man that's innocent
Growin' up ain't like how I pictured it
The guinea pig generation for social media
Stimulation, I can't even hold conversation
We got ADHD and anxiety
If you get too high, come hang glide with me
Every day, the headline seems worse, we're goin' down
I just hope that we land feet first, uh
I can feel winter setting in after the fall
I'm not sure that anything matters at all
This the eulogy
For you and me
Might be my only opportunity, yeah
If you wake up, and I'm gone, I just hope you sing along
To the eulogy
I contemplated suicide in that Days Inn
I can't promise I won't think it again
Little grandson spoke out of his playpen
If you want it all, why you halfway in?
Rest in peace, to my positivity, all it's given me is false hope
I thought bitterly, shots hittin' me, it's all fake
Made it to the lion's den and found out, it's all snakes
Everybody want a hot take
Well, here's one, I hear that shit
I think about death, I don't fear that shit
I'm Cinderella right after the ball
I'm not sure that anything matters at all
This the eulogy
For you and me
Might be my only opportunity, yeah
If you wake up, and I'm gone, I just hope you sing along
To the eulogy
For you and me
Might be my only opportunity, yeah
If you wake up, and I'm gone, I just hope you sing along
To the eulogy
How can I relax? The end is imminent
12 shots fired on a man that's innocent
Growin' up ain't like how I pictured it
The guinea pig generation for social media
Stimulation, I can't even hold conversation
We got ADHD and anxiety
If you get too high, come hang glide with me
Every day, the headline seems worse, we're goin' down
I just hope that we land feet first, uh
I can feel winter setting in after the fall
I'm not sure that anything matters at all
This the eulogy
For you and me
Might be my only opportunity, yeah
If you wake up, and I'm gone, I just hope you sing along
To the eulogy
I contemplated suicide in that Days Inn
I can't promise I won't think it again
Little grandson spoke out of his playpen
If you want it all, why you halfway in?
Rest in peace, to my positivity, all it's given me is false hope
I thought bitterly, shots hittin' me, it's all fake
Made it to the lion's den and found out, it's all snakes
Everybody want a hot take
Well, here's one, I hear that shit
I think about death, I don't fear that shit
I'm Cinderella right after the ball
I'm not sure that anything matters at all
This the eulogy
For you and me
Might be my only opportunity, yeah
If you wake up, and I'm gone, I just hope you sing along
To the eulogy
For you and me
Might be my only opportunity, yeah
If you wake up, and I'm gone, I just hope you sing along
To the eulogy
Credits
Writer(s): Jordan Benjamin, Edison Boon Eason
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