Misery is all we know lately
Saturdays are all the same
Sympathy is overrated
Like a snapshot when you've lost the gameNow it's all the funeral
I've become a serial
Killer of us both
Now it's all the funeral
I've become a serial
Killer of us bothNo, I
Don't want to get thrown in your ocean
Don't try
You know that we already know it
It's overAt your own burial
Don't forget to cry
At your own burialLicking up my eighty-first birthday
Every day this body goes to waste
Remembering how I would raise an army
When we went back to your placeNow it's all the funeral
I've become a serial
Killer of us both
Now it's all the funeral
I've become a serial
Killer of us bothNo, I
Don't want to get thrown in your ocean
Don't try
You know that we already know it
It's overAt your own burial
Don't forget to cry
At your own burialAt your own burial
Don't forget to cry
At your own burial
Songwriters
KARLSSON, CHRISTIAN / WINNBERG, PONTUS JOHAN / BLAKEMORE, ANDREW WYATTPublished by
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