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Funerals Guess we're all gonna die Some make me angry, some make me cry I sing the hymns, I wonder why I can't stop thinking 'bout mine Funerals Yeah, they're always too soon Even if you're a hundred or just twenty-two I'm reading the program right there in the pew Feeling the weight in the room But I make my plans and I fight with my wife I take a pill and I call it a life I bend 'til I break, white-knuckle my pain 'Til it gets too heavy to hold Gotta let that shit go Gotta let that shit go Funerals I drink with my friends Let's not let it take dying to do this again It's like we exhale, telling jokes from back when It's like nothing's changed 'cause we just changed the tense Here's to us, here's to us Letras de cancionesBut I make my plans and I fight with my wife I take a pill and I call it a life I bend 'til I break, white-knuckle my pain 'Til it gets too heavy to hold Gotta let that shit go Gotta let that shit go Last night, I told someone people just disappoint me Like I'm not the aim of the finger I'm pointing And I start crying when I realize that I'm only wasting my time And the heart that I'm hurting is mine So, I took a deep breath just to know I'm alive Accepting the outcomes of things that I try To wrestle that weight, to hell with this pain 'Cause it's all too heavy to hold Gotta let that shit go Gotta let that shit go From Letras Mania