Mourning in black - I lose my head
Fake sympathy - Hurts most to me
Resting bones marked by decorated stones
Flowers reminding me of life
Gone too soon, I miss you by my side
The sun is burning, behind us the church
Mourning in black, not talking a single word
The priest who is claiming to know someone I loved
I hate this entire show
Mourning in black - I lose my head
Fake sympathy - Hurts most to me
Like a stranger
Apathetic looks
Spurious gestures
Nothing but an actor
Meaningless words
Fake sympathy
You have no idea
How much it hurts
I don’t know what to say
I don’t know If I call you friend
I don’t beg you to stay
If you wanna go leave this place
I don’t know what to say
I don’t know If I call you friend
If you don’t wanna stay
Why did you even come to this place?
The coffins sinks to the ground
Pallbearers standing there
Dependents all around me
You’re wearing that fake sad face
Can you please just leave this place?
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