Sunday Best

Gets so low and the human toll gets so high
 But I don't know if I ever will wanna die
 Wanna die, wanna die
 Never die
 Is it all that it used to be? I don't know
 If there was somewhere I would rather be then I'd go
 I would go, I would go
 I would go
 Unadorned in my uniform I was late
 Laid to rest in my Sunday best I was laid
 I was laid, I was laid
 I was laid
 Got some good in me and I got something bad
 Got my mom in me and I got some of dad
 He's in me, he's in me
 They are me
 Am I really all I used to be? I don't know
 You got somewhere else you'd rather be—you should go
 You can go, you can go
 Please don't go
 On a road that I know I could never leave
 In a shrine of the foolish kind no reprieve
 No reprieve, no reprieve
 No reprieve
 Unadorned in my uniform I was late
 Laid to rest in my Sunday best I was laid
 I was laid, I was laid
 I was laid
 Everyone that I've ever loved ever knew
 Has led me to the victory of finding you