And I'll speak for them
The untimely, the tragic, the should have beens
For our loved ones to hear and our fallen friends
Don't choke up, be eloquent
It's moments like this that define usMost of my friends, they drink too much
It seems the more they're in tune with the times
The more they drinkI don't know why they're wearing out early
Hard and languid at twenty one
This city is bloated glutted and stupid
The damage doneThis goddamn restlessness is approaching hysteria
It doesn't muster much delight all the fucking and the fights
It's awful easy to let go
I know more than I let on or hope to doSo and I'll speak for them
The untimely, the tragic, the should have beens
For our loved ones to hear and our fallen friends
Don't choke up, be eloquent
It's moments like this that define us in the end