SMOKE YOUR FRIENDS (BODIES)

maybe everybody at this party’s dead

give me ashes and i’ll fill our cigarettes

what a blessed way we’ve come to bless the dead

smoke your friends

show them you love them

it’s a shit end

to a shitty night

cut your best friends

into pretty little lines

pour one out for ben

he’s face down on the ground

finding jesus in a face out in the crowd

and he’s sentimental let him run his mouth

he’s our friend

so what we love him

bodies on bodies

can you hear them talking

i grieve for my heart

that got ripped disembodied

i feel like a zombie

i can’t feel the molly

i’m bursting right out of my chest

at the party

maybe everybody at this party’s dead

give me ashes and i’ll fill our cigarettes

what a blessed way we’ve come to bless the dead

smoke your friends

show them you love them

it’s a shit end

to a shitty night

cut your best friends

into pretty little lines

bodies on bodies

can you hear them talking

i grieve for my heart

that got ripped disembodied

i feel like a zombie

i can’t feel the molly

i’m bursting right out of my chest

at the party