Dead Friends

Navigating Loss: Reflections on Relationships and Betrayal
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Lyrics

People I’ve seen in the coffin don’t phase me

Witnessing people in coffins doesn't affect me emotionally.

Cause I’ve seen more than my share of death

The speaker has experienced a significant amount of death.

In my head, I replay the events of cremation and death

The speaker mentally replays events related to cremation and death.

But fallout really creates

Fallout (consequences) gives rise to dead relationships.

Dead friends, relationships that hit that dead end

Failed relationships are likened to dead friends.

Those who think love is a weapon

Some believe love can be a harmful weapon.

Moral suicide ain’t boring, to them

Engaging in moral suicide is not dull for certain individuals.

Dead friends, how many more am I seeing

The speaker laments the increasing number of dead friends.

Drop to the floor like some fleas man

Comparing people to fleas, suggesting insignificance.

It’s OK, it’s OK, I know for a fact I don’t need ‘em

The speaker is confident they don't need those who are gone.

Dead friends, dead friends

Repetition of the theme of dead friends.

I was cool with lil' kids, play pretend

The speaker used to be friendly with children, engaging in pretend play.

Imagine being fake, Backyardigans

Imagining being fake, referencing a children's show, Backyardigans.

Nowadays the dead is my true friend

Currently, the speaker finds solace in the company of the dead.

Even when I was in the play pin

Even in childhood, chances of friendship were minimal.

Our chances of being cool was very thin

Past chances of being friends were slim.

I wanna ball out with my friends

Expressing a desire to enjoy life and experiences with friends.

See it all do it again

Wishing to witness and experience everything again.

They were cap till the very end

Former friends pretended until the very end.

They played the game but didn’t win

They played the game of life but didn't succeed.

Uh, I don’t wanna talk about it, I don’t entertain

The speaker avoids discussing certain painful topics.

Yea they clowns, put them in the circus, yea they all the same

Referring to others as clowns, indicating they are similar and unoriginal.

I don’t talk to my dead friends but I think I’m still insane

Despite not communicating, the speaker feels a sense of insanity.

Drugs to the brain, taking drugs to the brain

Mention of drug use affecting the speaker's mental state.

Money can’t buy loyalty or happiness

Highlighting the inability of money to buy loyalty or happiness.

Yet only dead friends I trust are those presidents

The only trusted "dead friends" are depicted as currency presidents.

Dead friends, relationships that hit that dead end

Repetition of the theme of relationships leading to dead ends.

Those who think love is a weapon

Reiteration of the idea that some view love as a harmful weapon.

Moral suicide ain’t boring, to them

Highlighting the abnormality of finding excitement in moral suicide.

Dead friends, how many more am I seeing

Expressing continued encounters with dead friends.

Drop to the floor like some fleas man

Using a simile to describe the rapid fall of relationships.

It’s OK, it’s OK, I know for a fact I don’t need ‘em

Asserting the speaker's knowledge that they don't need those who have departed.

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