Waking out of my daydream and you're no longer there. I can't escape the hell I've been feelng. Another tragedy and cross to bear.
No, I won't... I won't bury myself alive in this rut. Scratch at the walls, Gasp for air. I'm not too far down to find my way out.
All my fingers are broken, And my heart is blue. Forever, I'll have your memory. These ashes are my proof of you.
Waking up from a bad dream. Shirt drenched and covered in sweat. Two months and twenty bottles of whiskey Hasn't done a goddamned thing (to heal me).
No, I won't... I won't bury myself alive in this world. Scratch at the walls, Gasp for air. But I'm not too far down to find my way out.
All my fingers are broken, And my heart is blue. Forever, I'll have your memory. These ashes are my proof of you.
You were taken from us. In a flash you were here, and now you're gone. Take a look in the mirror... Did I take you for granted or am I just lost?
Endless stays. Living in the end of days. Endless stays. Living in the end of days.
No, I won't... I won't bury myself alive in this world. Scratch at the walls, Gasp for air. But I'm not too far down to find my way out.
All my fingers are broken, And my heart is blue. Forever, I'll have your memory. These ashes are my proof of you.
(Solo: Carlino)
And though you're gone, I know you're never far away. I'll keep sifting with these broken fingers through this ash till I find my way.
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