Lyrics I Don't Wanna - Crypt
I
don't
wanna
shop
for
no
black
slacks
I
don't
wanna
shop
for
no
dress
shoes
I
don't
wanna
shop
for
a
black
tie
I
don't
wanna
shop
for
a
black
suit
I
don't
wanna
hear
a
bunch
of
phone
calls
I
don't
wanna
hear
a
"I'm
sorry
for
your
loss"
I
don't
wanna
see
a
bunch
of
people
contact
me
Actin'
like
they
even
cared
at
all
I
don't
wanna
see
a
bunch
of
RIPs
Fillin'
up
another
Facebook
feed
I
don't
wanna
another
text
from
a
fake
friend
Saying
that
they're
thinkin'
of
me
I
don't
want
my
name
in
no
newspaper
I
don't
wanna
meet
another
caretaker
I
don't
want
another
conversation
With
someone
that's
telling
me
that
God's
plan
is
greater
I
don't
want
another
three-day
event
I
don't
want
no
more
sadness
to
pay
din'
I
don't
want
another
body
to
identify
On
the
table
that
is
stainless
I
don't
want
another
plot
I
have
to
pick
I
don't
want
another
hearse
I
have
to
rent
I
don't
want
another
verse
from
the
Bible
That
the
pastor
keeps
drillin'
inside
of
my
head
I
don't
want
another
visitation
to
attend
Waitin'
for
the
service
to
begin
Knowin'
half
that
audience
is
only
there
To
give
a
wreath
and
leave
in
a
three-day
weekend
I
don't
wanna
have
to
have
another
flower
That
is
pinned
to
my
chest
for
the
moment
Knowin'
that
I
have
to
place
it
on
the
blanket
Of
the
casket
as
we
take
it
to
the
grave
to
lower
I
don't
wanna
be
another
pallbearer
I
don't
wanna
see
my
father
fall
in
tears
I
don't
wanna
smell
the
fragrance
of
the
flowers
At
the
funeral
home
as
I
bow
and
pray
I
don't
want
another
front-row
seat
I
don't
wanna
hear
another
eulogy
I
don't
wanna
listen
to
the
pastor
Tell
me
stories
of
the
person
right
in
front
of
me
I
don't
wanna
touch
another
cold
hand
I
don't
wanna
say
that
I
don't
understand
I
don't
wanna
hear
that
that's
the
shell
of
a
person
I
once
loved
on
a
casket
stand
I
don't
wanna
see
a
bunch
of
old
pictures
Reminiscin'
on
the
top
ten
missin'
Lookin'
around
through
these
watery
eyes
For
attention
to
stop
them
from
drippin'
I
don't
wanna
have
to
listen
to
another
sermon
I
can't
pay
attention
'cause
my
heart
is
hurtin'
Knowin'
that
I'll
never
ever
see
them
again
And
this
pain
that
I
have
is
eternal
I
don't
wanna
hear
another
organ
Play
another
sad
song
like
"Amazing
Grace"
Or
"Go
Rest
High
On
That
Mountain"
while
I'm
shoutin'
Askin'
why
He
couldn't
let
'em
stay
I
don't
wanna
lock
arms
with
my
older
brother
Standin'
over
atop
a
corpse
I
don't
wanna
say
no
more
last
words
As
they
close
the
casket
door
I
don't
wanna
feel
the
dead
weight
in
my
hands
As
we
pick
up
the
body
on
the
count
of
three
Knowin'
that
the
person
that
I
loved
my
entire
life
Is
lyin'
next
to
me
I
don't
wanna
load
another
loved
one
up
I
don't
want
another
purple
flag
in
my
truck
I
don't
want
another
funeral
procession
Drivin'
through
the
town,
messin'
traffic
up
I
don't
wanna
make
another
right
turn
Goin'
through
the
cemetery
gates
Only
seein'
just
a
handful
Of
my
family
members
show
up
at
the
wake
I
don't
wanna
have
to
pull
another
casket
From
the
back
of
the
hearse
as
I'm
fightin'
back,
cryin'
And
carry
it
right
to
the
burial
site
And
then
sit
at
the
side
while
everyone
is
silent
And
watch
as
they
drop
the
casket
in
the
ground
Slowly
now,
to
six
feet
down
And
look
around
as
we
all
cry
and
we
all
say
our
final
goodbyes
I
don't
wanna
watch
'em
pour
the
dirt
on
I
don't
wanna
accept
that
they're
really
gone
I
don't
wanna
forget
that
they
ever
existed
Actin'
like
my
life
will
continue
on
I
don't
wanna
see
the
time
go
fast
And
watch
the
straw
on
their
graves
that
grow
into
grass
Slowly
thinkin'
less
and
less
about
them
While
they
lay
alone
under
a
stone
plaque
I
just
sayin'
that
I
need
some
answers
Somethin'
that
can
make
some
sense
of
this
Somethin'
that
can
put
my
mind
at
ease
Somethin'
that
gives
me
a
reason
to
live
Until
then,
I'm
just
out
here
a
ghost
Steady,
lookin'
for
my
faith
Forever
searchin'
for
my
soul
But
I
feel
like
I'm
walkin'
in
place
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