[Verse 1] I bank on the funeral
'Cause I learned all my lessons that way
I chipped from my heaven’s sin
Until I stole everything that I made

[Chorus] And this millstone is heavy as hell
And I can't see so well
And I still feel the swell
And my hands and my feet are expelled
Better dead than in hell
And again with the swell

[Verse 2] I bank on the funeral
'Cause the truth is alive; it’s okay
The salt was in other words
More flavorful in those days

[Chorus] And this millstone is heavy as hell
And I can't see so well
And I still feel the swell
And my hands and my feet are expelled
Better dead than in hell
And again with the swell

[Instrumental] [Outro] Only lesson learned could tell
Better dead than in hell
Only lesson learned could tell
Better dead than in hell
Only lesson learned could tell
Better dead than in hell