Have a Nice Life - Burial Society lyrics

I close my eyes a better man
Or imagine that I can imagine such a thing
And it goes on and on and on and on like that
Project myself into the air
And float in a weightless night
It’s better than sitting heavy backed
And sending waves of anxious
Hate into the street
Trying to shut down the stop lights

It isn't real, but it feels real
It isn't real, but it feels real

As I crane my neck to an emptiness
(Better than knowing nothing at all)
I feel in my chest (I know I know myself)
Cut my wrists, slit my throat
Take this body and string it up
'Cause, I’ll never know

"I’m weak again, stay inside
Hate everything" well hey that’s our lot
And I’m already inside out
Cut my wrists, slit my throat
Take this body and string it up
And I’ll never know what you said
Because I’ll be fucking dead by then

"I’m weak again, stay inside
Hate everything" well hey that’s our lot
And I’m already inside out
Cut my wrists, slit my throat
Take this body and string it up
And I’ll never know what you said
Because I’ll be fucking dead by then