Open Mic At My Funeral

My friends and I we laugh about who's gonna bite it first

Talk about who's married and who's jokes are getting worse

Drinking Hennessy in Tennessee with the people I love next to me

Trying not to freak out

Will I get buried in my home town?

Searching on the internet to see if my name trends

Cuz I'm afraid that I'm might be somebody to forget

Mama told me money only brings fair weather friends

I'm trying not to freak out, now

When I say goodbye, one final goodnight

Will I know what the hell I'll leave behind?

My greatest mystery, is will they miss me?

And when I leave I promise it's okay to cry

At my funeral I'll leave an open mic

I dreamt you gave a eulogy you think nobody heard

And I know that my family thinks death is just a word

But words are worse than weapons and I'm getting scared of guns

I'm trying not to freak out, now

When I say goodbye, one final goodnight

Will I know what the hell I'll leave behind?

My greatest mystery, is will they miss me?

And when I leave I promise it's okay to cry

At my funeral I'll leave an open mic

I hope that when I'm up there, I won't want to look down once

But if I do I hope they're having fun

I hope that they're having fun

When I say goodbye, one final goodnight

Will I know what the hell I'll leave behind?

My greatest mystery, is will they miss me?

And when I leave I promise it's ok to cry

At my funeral I'll leave an open mic

I hope my friends get wasted and my siblings all get stoned

Whoever ends up there just hope nobody feels alone