Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Burial Society, artist - Have A Nice Life. Date of issue: 03.02.2014
Song language: English
Burial Society |
| I close my eyes a better man |
| Or imagine that I can imagine such a thing |
| And it goes on and on and on and on like that |
| Project myself into the air, and float in a weightless night |
| It’s better than sitting heavy backed, and sending waves of anxious hate into |
| the street, trying to shut down the stop lights |
| It isn’t real, but it feels real |
| It isn’t real, but it feels real |
| As I crane my neck to an emptiness (better than knowing nothing at all) |
| I feel in my chest (I know I know myself) |
| Cut my wrists, slit my throat, take this body and string it up |
| Cause I’ll never know |
| «I'm weak again, stay inside, hate everything.» |
| Well hey, that’s our lot. |
| And I’m already inside out |
| Cut my wrists, slit my throat, take this body and string it up |
| And I’ll never know what you said, because I’ll be fucking dead by then |