Future — Directional

[Intro] Coming apart They all know it's OK and I always throw a dart No, I was just singing Now go falling apart for the funeral Yeah, yeah, yeah Exit worth of it and fire up The bullet bills, no one's lookin' over them No one's lookin' over them [Chorus] Directional Existing from the directional When will I (When will I) We raise our guns Now, cook the organ I play 'em, the organ is comin' well I play 'em, the organ is comin' well (The organ is comin' well) [Outro] No, don't play a joke on me The funeral is what to say Now get better at living, or get better at dying You know how to exist