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Born of two; raised by four. I guess I took it all for granted, and only three remain. Even though youâre wounded, I know that youâre still here. I donât blame you, you just canât face the change. We spend our golden years as living ghosts. Caught in a constant state of purgatory. We are only burdened by our memories until the day they cease to exist, and we follow shortly after. Although I wonder if at any time, our minds fell upon the same plane. I know they did, I just wish I had a chance to go back and appreciate it. But weâll always have the winter, and the snow that got trapped behind the glass. You may be only a shell of the man that you used to be, but I love you just the same, and I will until the day youâre gone. I just never know if Iâm communicating with you or the disease. And even though I curse the idea of an afterlife, I still ! hope youâre taken care of. You deserve to be at peace. Please donât forget my face. I wonât forget to remember you.
- Album:
- Tragedy Will Find Us
- The Difference Between Hell and Home
- The Current Will Carry Us
- Prophets
- Counterparts on Audiotree Live
- Tragedy
- Compilation
- Collapse
- Burn
- Jumping Ship
- Jumping Ship - Single
- Bouquet
- No Servant of Mine
- 2017 Warped Tour Compilation
- UNIFY 2017: A Heavy Music Compilation
- Swim Beneath My Skin
- Monument
- Private Room
- Witness