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13 years later
well known demons
beat me down the same
I dwell on diehard disbelief
And hide beyond the lie I have become
because of all the fucking therapies that made it worse
and all the pills and meds that fixed nothing (nothing)
lost within the memories of days long dead (dead)
dead but sleeplees
sleepless since you're gone.
as i see all the pretty flowers
(that) decorate your grave
and when i'm talking to your brother bout the good old days
i can't hold back the steady grief
this recurring pain
life is not bad i must admit
but it's just not the same
destructive thoughts
the ages win
i'm giving up, I'm giving in
left with myself
this shit's devouring
and power draining
sick of the echoes inside
recall
memories twist and rewind
'bove all
leave them behind
slowly dispatching the soul
spitting and throwing up gall
loss predefined
one day we will meet again and talk it all over
until then i will just try and hang in there
what else can i do
sick of the echoes inside
that's all
memories twist and rewind
let go
leave them behind
slowly dispatching the soul
in this personal war
spitting and throwing up gall
loss predefined
get things straight
as i see all the pretty flowers
(that) decorate your grave (your grave)
and when i'm talking to your brother
bout the good old days (good old old days)
i can't hold back the steady grief
this re-occurring pain (pain)
life is not bad i must admit
but it's just not the same