I'll Be Dressed to the Nines at Your Funeral

歌词

My incandescent blood
Soaks your perception
Of what I really am
Conditioned by
A hundred winters without warmth

Dreams of daisies, out of arms reach
Apprehension to visions unseen
War between four walls

Sunlight burns in night's concealment

This fortress is mine to sanctify
Set fire to my mind

Both hands eclipse the zero hour
Fluorescent tubes driven in my eyes
Passion slowly devoured
Liberate flesh from a sphere of lies

Farewell my dreams
Farewell my life
Every single day
I just suffer in silence

Your scars hold endless regret

Deprived of all authenticity
One final choice

You have chosen to die
Hands tethered to the machine
I refuse to bleed myself dry
Abhorrence for your world

Your scars hold endless regret

Writer(s): Brandon Arnold, Christopher Burnett, Dillan Pruett, Eric Anderson, Jc Davis

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