The Dead

I don't talk to the dead
I look at it
I don't talk to the dead
I look at it
I don't talk to the dead
I look at it
I don't talk to the dead
I look at it

You don't decide what god wants
You don't decide what i can do

Memories are strong with grieve
I remember you to leave
Frozen souls and naked trees
Perfect day for your decease

Who says I'm sorry
Is here to blame
Who's in a hurry
For five seconds of fame

I don't talk to the dead
I look at it
I don't talk to the dead
I look at it
I don't talk to the dead
I look at it
I don't talk to the dead
I look at it

There was nothing special about you
There is nothing special about you
I don't talk
To the dead anymore

Shut the dark days baby please
Cannot cross the sea
I don't want to distance you
Close the days for me

I remembered you to leave
Perfect day for your decease



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