The Fire Sermon
Today's the anniversary of the day that you should've been born
Nobody ever taught me the empty half that you can't afford
Standing by the ocean, I am wadding with your ashes scattering
I'm throwing salt into the sea
The burden of your death is a boulder on my chest
A blanket keeping me
Just warm enough to sting, but I'm still suffering
Emptiness is all I can feel (emptiness is all I can feel)
There's nothing in this world that feels real
I cannot stop obsessing, but-
I'm still fixated on what I have lost
How will I ever learn to heal?
The birds still sing in the cemetery
The flowers still bloom
How do I bury someone that I never even got to know?
And I will still coat myself in the salt and burning scent
To preserve this chance of fleeting innocence
'Cause I just want my mental health to be my greatest wealth
I don't ever wanna be this low again
Emptiness is all I can feel (emptiness is all I can feel)
There's nothing in this world that feels real
I cannot stop obsessing, but-
I'm still fixated on what I have lost
How will I ever learn to heal?
I try so hard to not be aware
That everyone I love can disappear
I hear footsteps in the night
I swear I see your face (your face)
I clutch the clothes that we bought for you
That you'll never wear
Emptiness is all I can feel
There's nothing in this world that feels real
I cannot stop obsessing but
I'm still fixated on what I have lost
How will I ever learn to heal?
Emptiness is all I can feel (emptiness is all I can feel)
There's nothing in this world that feels real
I cannot stop obsessing, but-
I'm still fixated on what I have lost
How will I ever learn to heal?
Nobody ever taught me the empty half that you can't afford
Standing by the ocean, I am wadding with your ashes scattering
I'm throwing salt into the sea
The burden of your death is a boulder on my chest
A blanket keeping me
Just warm enough to sting, but I'm still suffering
Emptiness is all I can feel (emptiness is all I can feel)
There's nothing in this world that feels real
I cannot stop obsessing, but-
I'm still fixated on what I have lost
How will I ever learn to heal?
The birds still sing in the cemetery
The flowers still bloom
How do I bury someone that I never even got to know?
And I will still coat myself in the salt and burning scent
To preserve this chance of fleeting innocence
'Cause I just want my mental health to be my greatest wealth
I don't ever wanna be this low again
Emptiness is all I can feel (emptiness is all I can feel)
There's nothing in this world that feels real
I cannot stop obsessing, but-
I'm still fixated on what I have lost
How will I ever learn to heal?
I try so hard to not be aware
That everyone I love can disappear
I hear footsteps in the night
I swear I see your face (your face)
I clutch the clothes that we bought for you
That you'll never wear
Emptiness is all I can feel
There's nothing in this world that feels real
I cannot stop obsessing but
I'm still fixated on what I have lost
How will I ever learn to heal?
Emptiness is all I can feel (emptiness is all I can feel)
There's nothing in this world that feels real
I cannot stop obsessing, but-
I'm still fixated on what I have lost
How will I ever learn to heal?
Credits
Writer(s): Beau Burchell, James Anthony Buddy Nielsen
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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Other Album Tracks
Altri album
- Hell is in Your Head
- End of the World
- Death by Water / I'm Sorry I’m Leaving (Acoustic)
- Lush Rimbaugh (Thoreau Remix)
- I'm Sorry I'm Leaving - Single
- Joshua Tree (Live)
- Lush Rimbaugh - Single
- Christmas Has Been Canceled Due to Lack of Hustle - Single
- Through Being Ghoul - Single
- Let It Enfold You (Deluxe Version)
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