to let go

Bury your dead best friend. bury your dead best friend.

1 scoop of the shovel

1 stroke of the mud

i said i wouldnt cry anymore now im drowning in a flood

flash flood couldnt get away in time

i feel like i commited a crime by still being alive

he was in his prime, he was in his feelings, i was into myself, now im paying the price

life slips through my fingertips like rice, my throat is closing like a vice.

1 scoop of the shovel 

1 stroke of the mud

why am i still here