Dirt - The Swellers

This is for all my friends and family

Something I need you to understand

The accident

The overdose

The suicide whatever it was

Malpractice

The homicide, etcetera

Something took me sooner than we planned

Now take these steps for me

It might not be what you wanted

But it’s what I need

No funeral

There’s not a goddamn dime you need to spend

I won’t be there to thank you in the end

Put me in the ground to decompose

And inside of your heart always

This is for all my friends

Who are these motherfuckers?

Behind my eyes

They never knew me in life

No, no casket please

I’ll rot out with the leaves

No clothes for me to wear

The dirt won’t care

Don’t scatter any ashes

Scatter all my things to

The deserving ones who really need

No production here

So assholes walk around

And try to get your sympathy and say, «I'm glad it wasn’t me.»

And with that said

Don’t say a prayer for me today

God and I, we never really spoke anyway

I tried sometimes, but he never wrote back

And I know

There’s no headstone where I’m lying

So where do you go when you’re crying?

Just hold on to a memory of me

Inside of your heart always

Inside of your heart always

Inside of your heart always

Inside of your heart always

Inside of your heart always