Never loved, never lost Everybody breaks, everybody falls Move on, stay gone Restrained forever, life in shackles Thrown to the wolves and fed to the jackals The walls to my prison are higher than most We buried their bodies and we live with their ghosts All that lives to dust The ground caves in around us Wounded and weeping with none to console The mouth of the mountain will swallow you whole Buy me a nice plot for my burial A spot on the shady side of the hill Everything I am will fade away But I’ll still have my spot in the shade My brain is f**ing rotting I’d rather lay here dying than to listen to your talking Inhale anger, breathe in the salt Hold it in, exhale out Into your calloused mouth You should be ashamed of yourself You should have stayed dead Caught myself weeping for you, I should have k**ed you instead You should have stayed dead Caught myself weeping for you, I should have k**ed you instead Mentally slipping, physically drifting Mentally slipping, physically drifting Mentally slipping, physically drifting