All my friends are dead
Yes that's right, they're dead
One day we were hanging out by the river
And then the sun started to get bigger and bigger
I said, “hey Steve, are you looking at that?”
He said, “oh God, I'm looking at that”
It was a giant flaming ball of magma
A phantasmic ball of glowing plasma
And then it destroyed all of my friends
All of my very best friends
And the rest just became a chunk of history
And now our existence is a mystery
All my friends are dead
Yes that's right, they're dead
They're very, very dead
Extinct, wiped out and dead