It started back in high-school
So cool, king of the scene
You found that making people laugh
Was more than just a dream
The public took right to you
Like flies to a pile of shit
So funny and smart so talented
But success just couldnt fit

PRE-CHORUS
Wasting your life
No future is bright
Dancing on your grave
Living like a slave, someone shouldve said...

CHORUS
N.F.L., Efilnikufesin
N.F.L.
N.F.L., Efilnikufesin
N.F.L.
Wake up dead, in a plywood bed six feet from the rest of your life
And when you couldnt see your own dependency
N.F.L., NICE FUCKIN LIFE

The whole world is your playground
Yet you cant find your niche
Your only friends, it helps you through
Helps you dig your daily ditch
The bottom line cant touch you
Cause youre above the rest
But your little friends the enemy
And the bottom line is death
Wasting your life
No future is bright
Dancing on your grave
Living like a slave, someone shouldve said...
N.F.L., Efilnikufesin
N.F.L.
N.F.L., Efilnikufesin
N.F.L.
Wake up dead, in a plywood bed six feet from the rest of your life
And when you couldnt see your own dependency
N.F.L., NICE FUCKIN LIFE

LEAD BREAK
You lived a life of excess
GODDAMN shame its such a waste
Just one too many cookies
From the batch no ne should taste
Yet his memory still stays with us
Cause watching him was fun
Too bad things werent different
Who knows what hed have done
Wasting your life
No future is bright
Dancing on your grave
Living like a slave, someone shouldve said...
N.F.L., Efilnikufesin
N.F.L.
N.F.L., Efilnikufesin
N.F.L.
Wake up dead, in a plywood bed six feet from the rest of your life
And when you couldnt see your own dependency
N.F.L., NICE FUCKIN LIFE