Downsizing के बोल

I was thinking about the grass And the state of my mental health And a love that was almost real Though I guess you can never tell There's a cult we call family And it's unstable at the core And I know that I hate myself But I think I might hate you more When I thought I caught sight of you And the memories flooded in It felt like a suicide But the key to survival Is to leave gracelessly little wiser Incomplete scared and beat down Yet still free from bitter friends and tender rivals Rest in peace Cause I don't know where you're going but you're going down