I Think We're In Minsk

Play Vera Lynn at my funeral, though I don't think we will meet again.
I'm not morbid.
I'm just forgetful and I think it'd be a funny way to end.
But I can wait to get there.
I know that light is somewhere so I'll [bad word] find it I swear. 
Tie it down and drag it back home. 
Sunburnt like every summer. 
Sleepless like every new year.
If I die, I'm dying right here. 
All my friends I'm begging you stay close. 
Real life: it will get you every time (get you every time)
Oh my god. 
Now let me contradict the last few things I wrote, like,
"I'm not morbid. I'm just forgetful".
Because I am morbid. The dam is [bad word] breaking.