I was waiting for a headline, always waiting
For some bad news, some bad bad news
I hoped I’d see you soon
That’s why we always say goodbye before we leave the room
Just in case we’re gone too soon
You got buried alive, you got buried alive
Remember last June?
You were brand new
Don’t wanna put you in the ground any sooner than I have to
You were brand new
There’s a certain kind of feeling that I get when you wanna put a gun to your head
And it reminds me of the night that my father held up a knife to his own neck
And he said, “Shut the fuck up and go to bed”
So I did
I crawled into bed
If I fall down, and no one’s around, do I make a sound?
If I’m underground, and I can’t be found, do I make a sound?
I remember the tree as a time and a place when I figured out how much we change
From conception, to birth, to the grave I hope all of these memories fade
I saw your face age
Oh, what a shame the world took you away
From conception, to birth, to the grave I hope all of these memories stay
And I think to this day, what would’ve changed had you have stayed?
From conception, to birth, to the grave I hope that we will all stay the same
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