[Lyric] Dead Friends (Ghastly, Indiana)

Quite sick of searching for metaphor
For the rate we’re losing souls
It cuts me at the core

Please please please please put down your pen
It always starts it never ends
You only care about my dead friends

We’re living in the age of modern ghouls
You’re a welcome tourist
But never some of us never left

Modern lynching opioids and trans death
A billion ways you can make a difference
But you only care about our dead friends

If you can’t keep us alive
Don’t taint your lips with the names of my dead friends

(Will you never learn from heartbreak?)
(Will you ever learn from my dead friends?)