Dead
To my lovers and to all my friends
Dead to my mother and her mother in her dying bed
Dead
Dead to everyone in New York State
Dead to the bankers and the brunchers as they lie in wait
Dead to me for all my days
You're dead to me in so many ways
Dead to me with no goodbyes
You're dead to me for all of my life
Dead
To the woman at the liquor store
Dead to your dealer when you couldn't pay him anymore
Dead to the neighbors in apartment five
Dead to the driver of your Uber and the deli guys
Dead to me for all my days
You're dead to me in so many ways
Dead to me with no goodbyes
You're dead to me for all of my life
Like Andrew Jackson, Andy Reid, and every single Kennedy
Like Deepak Chopra, Eat Pray Love, and old fights you keep bringing up
Like leather belts and leather loafers, leather chairs and leather chokers
Jennifer Anniston
The entire f*cking cast of Friends
Dead
From Second Avenue to Hudson Yards
Dead to the thirty-something parents down in Ditmas Park
Dead to the continental USA
Dead to the planet that is fifteen million miles away
Dead to me for all my days
You're dead to me in so many ways
Dead to me with no goodbyes
You're dead to me for all of my life
Like bad luck, astrology
Like college friends I hate to see
Like bitter chocolate, bitter wars, Honda Pilots, and peace accords
Like city planning, City MD, sitting when you have to pee
Like Ronald Reagan, Rolling Stone, velociraptor, Razor phones
Like Andrew Jackson, Andy Reid, and every single Kennedy
Like Deepak Chopra, Eat Pray Love, and old fights you keep bringing up
Like leather belts and leather loafers, leather chairs and leather chokers
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Dead
To my lovers and to all my friends
Dead to my mother and her mother in her dying bed
Dead
Dead to everyone in New York State
Dead to the bankers and the brunchers as they lie in wait
Dead to me for all my days
You're dead to me in so many ways
Dead to me with no goodbyes
You're dead to me for all of my life
Dead
To the woman at the liquor store
Dead to your dealer when you couldn't pay him anymore
Dead to the neighbors in apartment five
Dead to the driver of your Uber and the deli guys
Dead to me for all my days
You're dead to me in so many ways
Dead to me with no goodbyes
You're dead to me for all of my life
Like Andrew Jackson, Andy Reid, and every single Kennedy
Like Deepak Chopra, Eat Pray Love, and old fights you keep bringing up
Like leather belts and leather loafers, leather chairs and leather chokers
Jennifer Anniston
The entire f*cking cast of Friends
Dead
From Second Avenue to Hudson Yards
Dead to the thirty-something parents down in Ditmas Park
Dead to the continental USA
Dead to the planet that is fifteen million miles away
Dead to me for all my days
You're dead to me in so many ways
Dead to me with no goodbyes
You're dead to me for all of my life
Like bad luck, astrology
Like college friends I hate to see
Like bitter chocolate, bitter wars, Honda Pilots, and peace accords
Like city planning, City MD, sitting when you have to pee
Like Ronald Reagan, Rolling Stone, velociraptor, Razor phones
Like Andrew Jackson, Andy Reid, and every single Kennedy
Like Deepak Chopra, Eat Pray Love, and old fights you keep bringing up
Like leather belts and leather loafers, leather chairs and leather chokers
To my lovers and to all my friends
Dead to my mother and her mother in her dying bed
Dead
Dead to everyone in New York State
Dead to the bankers and the brunchers as they lie in wait
Dead to me for all my days
You're dead to me in so many ways
Dead to me with no goodbyes
You're dead to me for all of my life
Dead
To the woman at the liquor store
Dead to your dealer when you couldn't pay him anymore
Dead to the neighbors in apartment five
Dead to the driver of your Uber and the deli guys
Dead to me for all my days
You're dead to me in so many ways
Dead to me with no goodbyes
You're dead to me for all of my life
Like Andrew Jackson, Andy Reid, and every single Kennedy
Like Deepak Chopra, Eat Pray Love, and old fights you keep bringing up
Like leather belts and leather loafers, leather chairs and leather chokers
Jennifer Anniston
The entire f*cking cast of Friends
Dead
From Second Avenue to Hudson Yards
Dead to the thirty-something parents down in Ditmas Park
Dead to the continental USA
Dead to the planet that is fifteen million miles away
Dead to me for all my days
You're dead to me in so many ways
Dead to me with no goodbyes
You're dead to me for all of my life
Like bad luck, astrology
Like college friends I hate to see
Like bitter chocolate, bitter wars, Honda Pilots, and peace accords
Like city planning, City MD, sitting when you have to pee
Like Ronald Reagan, Rolling Stone, velociraptor, Razor phones
Like Andrew Jackson, Andy Reid, and every single Kennedy
Like Deepak Chopra, Eat Pray Love, and old fights you keep bringing up
Like leather belts and leather loafers, leather chairs and leather chokers
Writer: Elliah Heifetz, Max Gordon
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid