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Don't want to die in this has been
There's too much sorrow, I fear drown
happy hours go down the drain
Don't want to be no face

Talking all about the olden
And all my who made the grave
Yeah, all the ones who couldn't

got no time to waste on bottled sympathy
I've got no to waste on drunken eulogies

Don't me out, don't call me history
I'm not dead, don't me
Shut jaded mouth
And spare your teeth
I'm not dead, bury me

Don't want to be no teen dream
A green machine selling
Their average is a week

Don't want to preach no politics, bow down to
Like a hypocrite, no, I feel no unity
No, I don't want company

got no time to waste on bottled sympathy
I've got no time to waste on eulogies

So don't count me out, call me history
I'm not dead, don't me
Shut your mouth
And spare your jealous
I'm not dead, bury me