[Verse 1]
I watched the news today, ISIS burned a man to d**h in a cage
I watched the news today, a man died at Kava House just minutes away
He was only thirty-five, he had an overdose in the bathroom and he suddenly died
I pa**ed the scene on the way to work, ambulances on the street, and the coffee-shop was closed
[Verse 2]
Isabelle died young at eighteen, they found her in her mother's car in the front seat
Two months later I learned from Facebook that Mr. Ford hung himself in his bathroom
I went to his funeral at KGV, my middle-school teacher saw me there and he hugged me and he cried
They were in a band that often played The Wanch; at the service they played All These Things That I've Done
[Verse 3]
Auntie Fung Yee died when I was six years old, it was a rare cancer of the blood
She was in her early thirties; her parents couldn't look at her when it was her time to leave
Fung Yee died in her husband's arms in the golden light of the hospital in Wellington
He's doing better now, though last year they found that he has the same cancer
[Verse 4]
I watched Joey Basha's last set, Saturday afternoon at Clockenflap
His next record was meant to be pretty big, but a few weeks later he went missing
Our desperate friends made appeals online; his boyfriend was the last person who saw him alive
They found Basha in a public bathroom; his arms poked with needles, his wallet stolen
[Bridge]
Yeah d**h never happens the way it should
Sometimes good people die alone in the bathroom
Nobody talks how it's violent or undignified
How unfair it all is, sometimes there's no reason why
When someone you love dies it stings and it bites
But you've got to continue on, you've got to keep them inside
Sometimes living's the only response to loss
You've got to keep it together, and see how things play out