Eulogy

There Was This Friend of Mine, Needed Something We Couldn't Give Convenient
Answers and a Cheap Way Out Killed Himself Without Actually Dying, Took a
Blunt Lie and Gouged Out His Mind and I Can't Xcept That He's Found The
Answers to Those Questions I'll Be Trying to Solve Until I Die and I Can't
Accept That He's Somehow "Better Off" Because the Answers Aren't That Simple
We Always Assumed He Wasn't Either and I Want His Beautiful Religion to Burn
Because Steve's Dead... I Wasn't Offered the Chance to Say Goodbye.