You left without saying goodbye
But that's okay and I know why
I think that I would do it the same
When no one was looking, I'd just slip away
They took you to the Gulf of Mexico
They opened the lid they let you go
I might never see you again
But you'll always be my best friend and

There's still trouble in the streets
You left it there there for me
There's still so much left to do
And I won't dishonor you
- "Fck Shit Up" by Ghost Mice