Funeral Arrangements
by School Drugs
PunkSka420
PunkSka420
With Sympathy and Feel Like Shit also rip my face off.
Favorite track: Haunted.
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1. |
Dead Vine
02:15
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Paint the roses red
They're still fucking dead
Rotting and wilting they die on the cross
Life less than living, a lifetime of loss
Some things just can't be repaired
If death scares you most you've been spared
Life's not supposed to be fair
And nobody matters that cares
Flowers grow with or without you here
Life moves on pressing deeper each year
Pain like a sibling, a friend, or a sign
Unwelcome unwanting and dead on the vine
Walk from the church to the grave
Passing shadows and days
We we're all wasting away
Watching flowers decay
Paint the roses red
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2. |
Can't Slow Down
01:30
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No time
Can't slow down
Deadline
Can't slow down
Dead last
Can't slow down
No chance
I can't slow down
I feel it follow me
When I wake, until I sleep
It always, haunts me
Moving and moving in
Can't slow down
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3. |
Plastic Promise
01:46
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Turn the sound off, the lights on the ground off
Might turn the thoughts off, might shoot my mouth off
Pray for silence
Plastic promise, the next day is sorry
I'm not just ignoring myself or the worry
Pray for silence
I get that you're upset, I'm hitting the reset
Seen every hour from AM to PM
And when I need something to take off the pressure
I get it local the prescriptions are better
Now please excuse me, I'm just under the weather
And if you need me, I'll be out on a stretcher
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4. |
No Taste
01:08
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I got no taste
For the human race
Everybody laughing in my face
No time, for this fucking place
Not a single fucking second here left to waste
Today, I’m gonna even the score
Gonna paint the ceiling and the walls and the floor
I don’t care, it’s my mess to make
When you give and give and they take, take, take
Fuck you, I got no taste
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5. |
Broken
01:03
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Never wanted, never asked for it
Kicked and stepped on (and lied to)
And made to be broken
Past the point of fixing anything
Made to lie down (and stay down)
And made to be broken
Lost the opportunity
To try to make it work
Quit or be a failure, I can’t tell which is worse
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6. |
Cold Hearted
02:26
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Desolation like a tidal wave
Washing over every word you say
I gotta get a way to get away
I got a serotonin fantasy
Got a wife, got a job, got a family
Got a house, got a car, got a day to day
And they say that you got everything
But you still feel like nothing, right?
It’s a cold hearted world, these are cold hearted times
You were alone when you arrived, you’ll be alone when you die
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Epicedium
01:33
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Haunted
01:47
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Haunted like a drug in a bad dream
Never catch a break and never find a remedy
In every hallway, crawling up and down the walls
Gotta flip the switch I gotta find someone to call
And now I'm staring out the window and I'm staring at the sound
There's terror in the air there and I'm fifty off the ground
I put my finger on the bible and cut me like a curse
I'm sick and getting sicker, feeling bad and getting worse
Until the lights go out
I can't wait
I can't choose
I can't live
I can't move
I can't focus
I can't say
I can't be here
I can't stay
This ain't a way to be livin'
but it's a good way to die
We're past the point of forgivin'
and wonderin' wonderin' how we're gettin' by
Until the lights go out
I'll be haunted 'til the lights go out
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9. |
Work Forever
02:12
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So what're ya thinkin' let's see your thoughts
Spray it out on the floor and watch it drip down the walls
Take the tools, take a couple swats
Take a bath trip the wire and take a couple watts
An extension cord or a fucking noose
Take the ground wrap it around your fucking useless head
Take the red and just finish it off for good
And those are forty hours I'll never get back
Cash your cash on the way out
But it could be worse and it could be better
I'd rather swing from my neck than have to swing this hammer
And if you don't understand, try to catch my drift
That every day we grow farther from the things that wished
Thoughts that we had when we were all kids
And our hopes and our dreams will never be revisited
'cause they're dead and you know we all hate what we do
But we will still wake up, we swear it's gettin' better
And every day we work, feels like we work forever
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With Sympathy
02:10
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With sympathy deliver your words to the family
Pretending to have any empathy
Pretending to know fucking anything, anything
About a home with a new type of vacancy
About a room with a new type of gravity
Like a violin, a violin cut from a symphony
Your life’s just changed so drastically
And you’re not quite set for a ministry
to come barreling into you tragedy
With a sick sense of some kind of dignity
When you just had a fucking lobotomy
For the love of God don’t pray for me
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11. |
Feel Like Shit
02:15
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I feel like fucking shit
Like living ain’t even worth it
Like fucking failure’s the purpose
Like everyone makes me nervous
Like I’m less of a person
Livin’ life like a burden
Still gotta be perfect
Keep calm on the surface
Yeah, I feel like fucking shit
Like my existence is toxic
Like waking up being nauseas
Like going back on a promise
Now I wish I could stop it
(tell me more tell me more)
I fucking wish I could
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12. |
Funeral Arrangements
05:25
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The sun came out today
The sun came out just to spite me
I’m hoping tomorrow it’ll cease to be
You can make a garden you can make a grave
You can hold it close and feel it fade away
In the end it’s always gonna be the same
Wake up it’s better off this way
Another night goes by i watch it all replay
Wake up it’s better off this way
I delay I delay I delay
You’re better off this way
Fuck you I’m gonna do it my own way
You’re better of this way
And I don’t wanna wake up I wanna stay asleep
I just got up, I’m all fucked up
Missing messages, phone’s off so shut the fuck up
Here I’ll stay ’til the sun sets in spades
And I can’t count the hours or seconds or days
Not the days or the weeks or the months or the years
’Til time sets behind me the guilt disappears
Because life it’s only getting harder
And the light is only getting darker
Darker, it’s only getting darker
Composure, no promise
Exposure, too often
The closure, subconscious
Enclosure, like coffins
The odor, like vomit
The steeple, the target
The gospel, the gossip
It’s over, just stop it
So we gather, like it matters
Leave in tears, leavin' flowers
Cut the curtains, kill the light
Cash it out, say good night
Say goodbye
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released October 24, 2025
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Based on a steady diet of 80s hardcore and prescription pills, School Drugs exists somewhere between your initial high and impending purge.
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