Full Dead Lyrics

We're so sorry

We've done all we can

But he's more comfortable now

From what we can tell

He's not in pain

But look at his face

The hardest decision you'll ever have to make

But anyway

He had some things you'll need to grab

Sitting outside in a trash bag

Clothes they had to cut off all soaked with gas

There's no way to know how long

They'll breathe on their own

It's just the way it goes sometimes

Is this the way things go

Just the way things go sometimes

Thoughts and prayers never had done shit