Edmonton
That night in Edmonton with all of my friends
Singing songs about killing them
While your body was still warm in the ground
And I was up on stage, just fucking around
It didn't hit me 'til after
Guilt piling up to the rafters
And as I drunkenly leaned on the urinal
Thinking how I'd missed too many birthdays
And a couple of funerals
Writer/s: Nestor Volodymyr Chumak, Stefan Patrick Babcock, Steven Ryan Sladkowski, Zachary Ivan Mykula
