Your Deep Rest

"So, while you're fixing up your bed
 So, while you're organizing drawers
 Could you just listen to the problems had
 With problems of yours?
 And what's that note you're writing there?
 Why are you giving me this back?
 This was a gift from when we met
 Back when you weren't so upset"
 I called in sick from your funeral
 
 The sight of your body made me feel uncomfortable
 I couldn't recognize your shell
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 Your branching off had met an end
 From all the weight that made you bend
 And when you tried to shed your leaves
 You pined for warmth as they said
 "Your lack of love for your dear self
 Is sapping all of us here out
 Trace your roots back to the ground
 Work out the knotholes for yourself"
 I called in sick from your funeral
 
 The sight of your family made me feel responsible
 And I found the notes you left behind
 Little hints and helpless cries
 Desperate wishing to be over
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 You said you're trapped in your body
 And getting deeper every day
 They diagnosed you born that way
 They say it runs in your family
 A conscious erasure of working class background
 Where despair trickles down
 Imbalanced chemical crutch
 Open up, swallow down
 You said, "Remember me for me
 I need to set my spirit free"
 I called in sick from your funeral (I called in sick, I called in sick)
 Tradition of closure nearly felt impossible (I called in sick, I called in sick)
 I should have never gave my word to you
 Not a cry, not a sound
 Might have learned how to swim
 Never taught how to drown
 You said, "Remember me for me"
 I watched you set your spirit free
 
 "So, while you're fixing up your bed
 So, while you're organizing drawers
 Could you just listen to the problems had
 With problems of yours?
 And what's that note you're writing there?
 Why are you giving me this back?
 This was a gift from when we met
 Back when you weren't so upset"
 I called in sick from your funeral
 
 The sight of your body made me feel uncomfortable
 I couldn't recognize your shell
 ♪
 Your branching off had met an end
 From all the weight that made you bend
 And when you tried to shed your leaves
 You pined for warmth as they said
 "Your lack of love for your dear self
 Is sapping all of us here out
 Trace your roots back to the ground
 Work out the knotholes for yourself"
 I called in sick from your funeral
 
 The sight of your family made me feel responsible
 And I found the notes you left behind
 Little hints and helpless cries
 Desperate wishing to be over
 ♪
 You said you're trapped in your body
 And getting deeper every day
 They diagnosed you born that way
 They say it runs in your family
 A conscious erasure of working class background
 Where despair trickles down
 Imbalanced chemical crutch
 Open up, swallow down
 You said, "Remember me for me
 I need to set my spirit free"
 I called in sick from your funeral (I called in sick, I called in sick)
 Tradition of closure nearly felt impossible (I called in sick, I called in sick)
 I should have never gave my word to you
 Not a cry, not a sound
 Might have learned how to swim
 Never taught how to drown
 You said, "Remember me for me"
 I watched you set your spirit free