Defacing My Own Grave

Take some time for myself
Collect my thoughts and go back to my cell
I'm in Hell
A heat's collecting underneath my shell

You had my soul for lunch and now you're done
I'm starting to think that maybe I have won
You throw away mistakes like recycling our fate
What's old becomes the new, we find a way

Time takes a photograph and sets it on the lawn
And as it rains and shines, the damage is done
Our hopes won't realign, there's no comfort in being one
I won't contact you because I'm tired of being shunned

You had my soul for lunch and now you're done
I'm starting to think that maybe I have won
You throw away mistakes like recycling our fate
What's old becomes the new, we find a way

I won't forget to feel ashamed
At how piss poor I played the game
I never will forget the pain
Of being blamed for everything

You held my soul for lunch and now you're done
I'm starting to think that maybe I have won
You throw away mistakes like recycling our fate
What's old becomes the new, we find a way



Credits
Writer(s): Gary Wilson
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