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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?

Leave this place

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from Chained Down To Things That Are, released September 6, 2019

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