Bad Friend

By Crypt

On Buried Alive

Released on March 20, 2021

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[Verse]

2:30 in the morning and I get a text from my friend

She said "I need you right now", and I already knew what that meant

See, me and this girl, we think alike, too many phone calls spent

For me to know she's thinking 'bout her life and how it's gon' end

See, on the outside, we're happy, and we show it to the world

And we put on this fake exterior so the truth won't unfurl

But I know who she is, 'cause it's like lookin' in a mirror

All these smiles and cries for help and it couldn't be any clearer

So I pick up the phone and call hеr as she answers through her criеs

She's hyperventilating, telling me that she wants to die

My heart starts to race and my thoughts begin to blur

We're nine hours apart, but I'm seconds from losing her

I tried to calm her down and tell her what she means to me

Even though we're new friends, she's seen a side that no one sees

Told her "Listen to my breaths — I'm right here — Please breathe"

"You've got so much left to do — Stay here — Don't leave"

The cries got even louder as the breaths got short

I told her, "Listen to my words" as I fell down to the floor

"Stay wit' me — I'm here — let it out — it's okay!

Just cry 'til you can't cry no more tears down your face!"

A couple minutes went by and the cryin' finally stopped

But not because she did, because the phone call dropped

I called her back quick, just hopin' I'd hear "Hello"

But I just kept gettin' met with the sounds of those dial tones

I froze— what do you do in that moment?

Do you call the police or do you hope that she's over it?

Get a hold of her parents and tell 'em the situation

Just so they can pull her from college and end her aspirations?

Leave it alone and hope it was just an escapade?

Pray for a text from her in the mornin' sayin' that she's okay?

Call anyone you know just to make sure that she's alive?

Ignore it completely and pray to God that she survived?

I let it go— she must've wanted to be alone

I guess that this was just another one of her episodes

She never told no one about this depression she dealt with

And who was I to air out her secrets? That would be selfish

So I laid down in my bed and I rested my head

Closed my eyes and drifted peacefully to sleep, then I dreamt

That I would see her tomorrow and I would speak to her then

'Til I was woken to several missed calls and texts that she's dead

My heart broke— she downed a bottle of pills

She took 'em shortly after our call ended, and it felt surreal

She was a friend of many, a student-athlete at our school

A daughter, a sister, a very special jewel

At the funeral, they told us that nobody had a clue

That they could've saved her life, if only that they knew

And if someone at the funeral had ever felt depressed

To get some help so that your face won't ever end up in the press

There wasn't a dry face in the room— only twenty-two years old

An entire life in front of her, and now she's laying there cold

If only I had called someone, we wouldn't be here now

And nobody would be sad, and I wouldn't feel like I let her down

But that's not what happened, 'cause instead of goin' to bed

I called every person I knew to check to make sure you weren't dead

I stayed up seven hours, prayin' every second of it

Just hopin' to get a text sayin' that you weren't heaven-sent

But then I got it— you told me that I had no right

And blocked me on everything, and we ain't talked since that night

Was I a bad friend? Options? I had none

I guess I'd rather be a bad friend than a sad one


[Outro]

*noises of a shovel digging into the ground*