Already Dead

VERSE 1

Your comedic delivery fell on deaf ears

Loyal sheep were the only source of cheers

You exploited death just for a punch line

Shrugged your shoulders like it was all fine

You’re not funny, if you were, I would laugh

You used to be cool in the distant past

Now that my eyes are wide fucking open

I know what the hell a clichéd trope is

CHORUS

He’s already dead

Can he finally rest?

He’s already dead

Enough with the mess!

VERSE 2

You’d commit necrophilia just for a joke

Commit grave robbery to spite the woke

Keep your millionaire ass from going broke

Keep your career from going up in smoke

The ones who loved him want your head

You should be the one on your deathbed

You should be the one who is violated

You’re the only one who is overrated

CHORUS

He’s already dead

Can he finally rest?

He’s already dead

Enough with the mess!

BRIDGE

Heaven forbid we be entertained

Heaven forbid you use your brain

Heaven forbid you get off the hate train

Heaven forbid we’re absolved from shame

VERSE 3

You call us immature for our literary tastes

When it comes to autocracy, we’re to blame

I never knew until now you were full of shit

But you disguise your hatred as a comedy bit

I’m changing the channel to something better

While you’re looking for a safe space protector

You can dish it out, but can’t take the heat

Everybody knows you’re easy to defeat

CHORUS

He’s already dead

Can he finally rest?

He’s already dead

Enough with the mess!

FINAL LINE

Excelsior, motherfuckers!

Learn to Lose

You’re still talking, still just yapping

Verbal masturbation, endless fapping

You can’t go undefeated forever

Your chances of winning are never

Learn to lose your arguments, buddy

Mudslinging became too damn muddy

You’re proven wrong time and again

Yet the conversation never really ends

You’ve got an army of straw men soldiers

Your childish tactics get older and older

Being loud is not the key to victory

But the key to friendships ending bitterly

Know when to shut your filthy pie hole

Lose gracefully, don’t cry your eyes cold

One of these days, they’ll drop the hammer

You’ll rot in the slammer, never again yammer

You’re fighting a battle you cannot win

As you wait for your sentence to begin

Defying the odds is not your strong suit

Especially in a cage with a hairy brute

What will it take to get through to you?

A body full of bruises so black and blue?

Is it a lifetime membership in the ICU?

Or a permanent home underneath the tomb?

I guess some people don’t want to change

Never improve their lives, stay deranged

I guess you can’t rehabilitate those types

A bullet to the skull, an end to your life

If you truly believe in reincarnation

Come back with an attitude of elation

Be grateful for your second chance

Or in hellfire is where you’ll dance

Learn to lose before you can’t turn back

Know your place in the hunting pack