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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 till' 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
