Someone Somewhere Somehow - Super Whatevr

I asked you how he’s doing the day before he died

You said «he's doing fine, we’re all just doing fine»

About a week ago I watched his body lowered down

Now no one’s doing fine and I am less and less around

I’m sick to death and scared that I might actually be the culprit

I didn’t spend much time with him and no one seemed to notice

His lust for life was squandered when he lost his loving friends;

believe he actually was a corpse before his life had ended

The final letter seemed despondent as if he wasn’t there,

One more summer and you could have been amongst the world you feared

You were happy

Don’t understand how it could all be fake,

Your smile glowing but your eyes reflected shame

Sorrowful and somber-filled, your family didn’t help

Your sister was the one with issues that they had to deal with now

Now life is but a memory and death is in full swing

Your skin that held together bone is promptly decaying

Family gathered round to see an issue unresolved

Why couldn’t you have told a friend that might’ve helped it all?

«Identify the body» the father pleaded so

All that laid was flesh no longer occupied a soul

Delicate and calm the father witnessed his son’s fate

The bullet hole that entered had an exit just the same

I’ve been wrapping these tragedies in plastic and throwing them away,

Amidst the trash that I inhabit

It’s madness

it’s tragic

I’m clogging up my feelings with this sickness that is sadness

I asked you how he’s doing the day before he died,

You said «he's doing fine we’re all just doing fine»