| The noise of a memory will fade
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| And the silence of history will stay
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| Another day
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| Wishing to find myself with both feet in my grave
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| My darker thoughts are born again
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| It’s not okay
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| To have a knife in your chest and still be able to breathe
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| When will the air not feel so cold?
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| And I dread December
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| I crave the summer days when we were young
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| But summer came with more of the same
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| The same old song that cuts so deep
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| It’s sad to say
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| I crave my grave
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| Dead and gon
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| But my wounds still bleed the same
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| And I just won’t die
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| I’v tried everything but I feel no pain
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| As my body swings
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| I still feel the cold air rushing through my lungs
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| History
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| Is a silence that’s so deafening
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| Misery, how beautiful you look tonight
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| In this shallow grave, it’s not deep enough
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| What’s it like to be where the grass is always green?
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| Remind me, I can’t remember
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| The noise will fade
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| And the history will stay
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| Forever (Forever, forever)
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| And I dread December
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| I crave the summer days when we were young
|
| But summer came with more of the same
|
| The same old song that cuts so deep
|
| It’s sad to say
|
| I crave my grave
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| Put me in my grave
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| Put me in my grave
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| My grave
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| Dead and gone
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| But my wounds still bleed the same
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| And I just won’t die
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| I’ve tried everything but I feel no pain
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| As my body swings
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| I still feel the cold air rushing through my lungs
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| History
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| Is a silence that’s so deafening |