They say you die twice
One time when you stop breathing
And a second time
When somebody says your name
For the last time
I lay
In
Violent silence
Behind
Both of these
Eye lids
Locked inside this wooden box
Please promise
You'll remember me
I see all of these faces
All around me feel
So empty
I wish I could put a point
To this pointlessness
I hate living amongst
The walking dead
I find myself
In deep drastic misery
At the thought of someone
Forgetting me
I lay
Awake at night
And I know that I
Cannot win
This fight
Something inside of me
Something deep
Inside of me
Trying to make sense
Of all this
Obscurity
I'm trying to make peace
With what I have
But I couldn't bear
Something inside of me
Something deep
Inside of me
Trying to make sense
Of all this
Obscurity
I'm trying to make peace
With what I have
But I couldn't bear
The second death of me!
I hate
Living
Amongst
The walking dead
I find myself
In deep drastic
Misery
At the thought
Of someone
Forgetting me
I lay
Awake at night
And I know
That I
Cannot win
This fight
Sleep alone
You're lost at home
And death inspires
Me
I'll come to your grave
And
Dig up your body
I am no coroner
But this is an
Autopsy
Sleep alone
You're lost at home
And death inspires
Me
I'll come to your grave
And
Dig up your body
I am no coroner
But this is
An autopsy
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They say you die twice
One time when you stop breathing
And a second time
When somebody says your name
For the last time
I lay
In
Violent silence
Behind
Both of these
Eye lids
Locked inside this wooden box
Please promise
You'll remember me
I see all of these faces
All around me feel
So empty
I wish I could put a point
To this pointlessness
I hate living amongst
The walking dead
I find myself
In deep drastic misery
At the thought of someone
Forgetting me
I lay
Awake at night
And I know that I
Cannot win
This fight
Something inside of me
Something deep
Inside of me
Trying to make sense
Of all this
Obscurity
I'm trying to make peace
With what I have
But I couldn't bear
Something inside of me
Something deep
Inside of me
Trying to make sense
Of all this
Obscurity
I'm trying to make peace
With what I have
But I couldn't bear
The second death of me!
I hate
Living
Amongst
The walking dead
I find myself
In deep drastic
Misery
At the thought
Of someone
Forgetting me
I lay
Awake at night
And I know
That I
Cannot win
This fight
Sleep alone
You're lost at home
And death inspires
Me
I'll come to your grave
And
Dig up your body
I am no coroner
But this is an
Autopsy
Sleep alone
You're lost at home
And death inspires
Me
I'll come to your grave
And
Dig up your body
I am no coroner
But this is
An autopsy
One time when you stop breathing
And a second time
When somebody says your name
For the last time
I lay
In
Violent silence
Behind
Both of these
Eye lids
Locked inside this wooden box
Please promise
You'll remember me
I see all of these faces
All around me feel
So empty
I wish I could put a point
To this pointlessness
I hate living amongst
The walking dead
I find myself
In deep drastic misery
At the thought of someone
Forgetting me
I lay
Awake at night
And I know that I
Cannot win
This fight
Something inside of me
Something deep
Inside of me
Trying to make sense
Of all this
Obscurity
I'm trying to make peace
With what I have
But I couldn't bear
Something inside of me
Something deep
Inside of me
Trying to make sense
Of all this
Obscurity
I'm trying to make peace
With what I have
But I couldn't bear
The second death of me!
I hate
Living
Amongst
The walking dead
I find myself
In deep drastic
Misery
At the thought
Of someone
Forgetting me
I lay
Awake at night
And I know
That I
Cannot win
This fight
Sleep alone
You're lost at home
And death inspires
Me
I'll come to your grave
And
Dig up your body
I am no coroner
But this is an
Autopsy
Sleep alone
You're lost at home
And death inspires
Me
I'll come to your grave
And
Dig up your body
I am no coroner
But this is
An autopsy
Writer: Anthony Cafiero, Kameron Gil
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