Granite
(D-D-Don't give me pain)
I see the granite tomb fill the room
Soil hit my face
Yellow light, crowded room
Grasping at the lace
Tie it by the string, puppeteer won't see the springs
(I hear)
Everyone around me, mourning at another case
I see the granite tomb fill the room
Soil hit my face
Yellow light, crowded room
Grasping at the lace
Tie it by the string, puppeteer won't see the springs
(It's the)
Sound of the shovel digging my rightful place, my home
Granite makes it feel like a tomb
Tell a story joked by its room
A part of me buried when I loomed
I didn't mean to die when I bloomed
(What the fuck are you on about?)
Man it's that same shit, when we were kids
Went past the line, we made our bids
Say you "read the sign," take off that wig
'Cause all your friends, they made you sick
You point the finger and it made me laugh
You get in debt, come to me for a pass
Can't resolve, split our friends in half
Fuck is wrong with you to go down this path?
Now I know what really happened
But you don't want that story
Use your imagination
On how you want that glory
I know you want it
You want it for an addy
To snake your last friend
I hope that you are happy
Maybe Icarus was right
The sun sounds very peaceful
Reach upon the stars
"Dolos never been deceitful"
I see the granite tomb fill the room
Soil hit my face
Yellow light, crowded room
Grasping at the lace
Tie it by the string, puppeteer won't see the springs
(I hear)
Everyone around me, mourning at another case
I see the granite tomb fill the room
Soil hit my face
Yellow light, crowded room
Grasping at the lace
Tie it by the string, puppeteer won't see the springs
(It's the, Be quiet)
Sound of the shovel digging my rightful place, my home
Granite makes it feel like a tomb
Tell a story joked by its room
A part of me buried when I loomed
I didn't mean to die when I bloomed
Granite makes it feel like a tomb (Granite)
Tell a story joked by its room (Granite)
A part of me buried when I loomed (Granite)
I didn't mean to die when I bloomed (Granite)
(Granite)
(In the end, everything falls back to ash, we left unspoken)
Do you remember me?
7 years, you died
Is that how long it took?
At 10 you set aside
You wanted this
You wanted more
Are you happy with your hand?
Biting every chance you had is wrong
Do you understand?
Mechanic
All shades of fabric
Build me a persona
Fake enough, an addict
Addicted to the web I spun
Scared at what I made
If a spider came down
We are one and the same
I started s-s-s-stuttering, I
I lost my morals, when I
I started muttering my
Words became quarrels inside
Inside, stuck inside for years
Years broke the gears
Then granite broke my tears
I see the granite tomb fill the room
Soil hit my face
Yellow light, crowded room
Grasping at the lace
Tie it by the string, puppeteer won't see the springs
(I hear)
Everyone around me, mourning at another case
I see the granite tomb fill the room
Soil hit my face
Yellow light, crowded room
Grasping at the lace
Tie it by the string, puppeteer won't see the springs
(It's the, Be quiet)
Sound of the shovel digging my rightful place, my home
Granite makes it feel like a tomb
Tell a story joked by its room
A part of me buried when I loomed
I didn't mean to die when I bloomed
Granite makes it feel like a tomb (Granite)
Tell a story joked by its room (Granite)
A part of me buried when I loomed (Granite)
I didn't mean to die when I bloomed (Granite)
(Granite)
(Burn a book and a thousand pieces of ash will live on)
(With pages of your past, It's funny you think you'll outlive)
I see the granite tomb fill the room
Soil hit my face
Yellow light, crowded room
Grasping at the lace
Tie it by the string, puppeteer won't see the springs
(I hear)
Everyone around me, mourning at another case
I see the granite tomb fill the room
Soil hit my face
Yellow light, crowded room
Grasping at the lace
Tie it by the string, puppeteer won't see the springs
(It's the)
Sound of the shovel digging my rightful place, my home
Granite makes it feel like a tomb
Tell a story joked by its room
A part of me buried when I loomed
I didn't mean to die when I bloomed
(What the fuck are you on about?)
Man it's that same shit, when we were kids
Went past the line, we made our bids
Say you "read the sign," take off that wig
'Cause all your friends, they made you sick
You point the finger and it made me laugh
You get in debt, come to me for a pass
Can't resolve, split our friends in half
Fuck is wrong with you to go down this path?
Now I know what really happened
But you don't want that story
Use your imagination
On how you want that glory
I know you want it
You want it for an addy
To snake your last friend
I hope that you are happy
Maybe Icarus was right
The sun sounds very peaceful
Reach upon the stars
"Dolos never been deceitful"
I see the granite tomb fill the room
Soil hit my face
Yellow light, crowded room
Grasping at the lace
Tie it by the string, puppeteer won't see the springs
(I hear)
Everyone around me, mourning at another case
I see the granite tomb fill the room
Soil hit my face
Yellow light, crowded room
Grasping at the lace
Tie it by the string, puppeteer won't see the springs
(It's the, Be quiet)
Sound of the shovel digging my rightful place, my home
Granite makes it feel like a tomb
Tell a story joked by its room
A part of me buried when I loomed
I didn't mean to die when I bloomed
Granite makes it feel like a tomb (Granite)
Tell a story joked by its room (Granite)
A part of me buried when I loomed (Granite)
I didn't mean to die when I bloomed (Granite)
(Granite)
(In the end, everything falls back to ash, we left unspoken)
Do you remember me?
7 years, you died
Is that how long it took?
At 10 you set aside
You wanted this
You wanted more
Are you happy with your hand?
Biting every chance you had is wrong
Do you understand?
Mechanic
All shades of fabric
Build me a persona
Fake enough, an addict
Addicted to the web I spun
Scared at what I made
If a spider came down
We are one and the same
I started s-s-s-stuttering, I
I lost my morals, when I
I started muttering my
Words became quarrels inside
Inside, stuck inside for years
Years broke the gears
Then granite broke my tears
I see the granite tomb fill the room
Soil hit my face
Yellow light, crowded room
Grasping at the lace
Tie it by the string, puppeteer won't see the springs
(I hear)
Everyone around me, mourning at another case
I see the granite tomb fill the room
Soil hit my face
Yellow light, crowded room
Grasping at the lace
Tie it by the string, puppeteer won't see the springs
(It's the, Be quiet)
Sound of the shovel digging my rightful place, my home
Granite makes it feel like a tomb
Tell a story joked by its room
A part of me buried when I loomed
I didn't mean to die when I bloomed
Granite makes it feel like a tomb (Granite)
Tell a story joked by its room (Granite)
A part of me buried when I loomed (Granite)
I didn't mean to die when I bloomed (Granite)
(Granite)
(Burn a book and a thousand pieces of ash will live on)
(With pages of your past, It's funny you think you'll outlive)
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Writer(s): Derin Jdr
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