“perpetual peace”
Oh that makes me sound dead.

In fact, its Far from it.

Ive been lying in my casket
666 Feet under
Talking to one of those old confederate war generals
Hes been complaining how no one wants a dance
With guys like him anymore

he told me I should kill myself

Ironic
mr. confederate likes to rant about Lincoln

Ive been forgotten by him
But I was forgotten only to myself
Myself I wish I could forget or be forgotten
So maybe I might

But I highly think it dumb to agree with a confederate right?

So I get out of my casket
And I happened to take a swim, off the Brooklyn bridge
For recreational purposes only

If only I knew before everyone was a confederate
But who gives a f*** when it’s too late
Actually,  that’s when it’s worst

The first time I just felt like taking a swim.