Macabre

Feel so low down
Sin, nothing but a frown
I can't breathe
Fingers creeping out

I see bones
The ashes, eyelashes
Bury, my tones
A graveyard of try-hards

Don't read my hymn sheet
The writings on the wall
How deep is too deep
Dig fast and break it all
Go free, run free, be free

The strength only runs when it's empty
So I go inside my bed
And the bottles on the floor are running empty
And the children are not fed

The skeletal prodigy
Takes a knock at me
But what I can't see
I make up for in death
My final lasting breath
Cast me into the depths
I'm depressed
Obsessed as the dead
Convalesce on the ground

I feel broken and a token
Of my soul is on fire
It's dire, but insane
How the end will not mend
The tapestry of my story



Credits
Writer(s): Alex Earley, Spencer Lawrence
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