System Syn - Funeral lyrics

he drives down the highway from the city hearing nothing as the radio plays on headed to a room of strangers they'll shake hands and pretend to know why she's gone we all lie to ourselves we all make our own hell we all lie to ourselves don't we feel anymore we pull the pin and ignite all the pain we invite till the end of our life let this hell be our light I'll put my hand upon his shoulder say I'm sorry for his loss and he'll believe me he's heard those words so many times before they have no meaning but he's only grieving for himself like everyone we pull the pin and ignite all the pain we invite till the end of our life let this hell be our light it's over now she's in the ground but we will never be the same