Post Mortem Depression

Teenage Bottlerocket

All my friends are flies, I've got a pair of milky eyes
And I can't seem to get the stink out of my skin
I've got a limp now when I walk, lost the ability to talk
It's getting hard to fight the urge of giving in

And I've been feeling blue
But someday I might pull through

I'm suffering from post mortem depression
'Cause I've been dead inside since I lost you
I'm suffering from post mortem depression
I've lost all hope and don't know what to do
Yeah

All the people that I see, they scream and run away from me
It's hard to keep my self-esteem and not get pissed
And I don't mean to complain, I'm getting sick of eating brains
I always thought when I was dead that I'd be missed

And I've been feeling blue
But someday I might pull through

I'm suffering from post mortem depression
'Cause I've been dead inside since I lost you
I'm suffering from post mortem depression
I've lost all hope and don't know what to do

Post mortem depression
Post mortem depression
Post mortem depression
Post mortem depression
Post mortem depression
Post mortem depression
Post mortem depression
Post mortem depression