Martyr
I tried to run
But it's never far enough
We grew together in wanderlust
I tried to see
But the panes were painted shut
Because of me, the death of us
All these days feel like constant grey
As my light begins to fade
Nothing matters now anyway
Hand in hand into the grave
I know I can't take back all of those
Things that I said
I cut you up and left a wound
Shoot me instead
I'm no hero now
I know I can't take back all of those
Things that I said
I feel the low, I can't come back
Leave me for dead
I'm your martyr now
I'm staring at the sun
And I'm singing out of key
My luster is gone
And I'm drinking kerosene
I guess I should be glad
That I had something to lose
But I'm stuck in this hell
Knowing that I failed you
All these days feel like constant grey
As my light begins to fade
Nothing matters now anyway
Hand in hand into the grave
I know I can't take back all of those
Things that I said
I cut you up and left a wound
Shoot me instead
I'm no hero now
I know I can't take back all of those
Things that I said
I feel the low, I can't come back
Leave me for dead
I'm your martyr now
But it's never far enough
We grew together in wanderlust
I tried to see
But the panes were painted shut
Because of me, the death of us
All these days feel like constant grey
As my light begins to fade
Nothing matters now anyway
Hand in hand into the grave
I know I can't take back all of those
Things that I said
I cut you up and left a wound
Shoot me instead
I'm no hero now
I know I can't take back all of those
Things that I said
I feel the low, I can't come back
Leave me for dead
I'm your martyr now
I'm staring at the sun
And I'm singing out of key
My luster is gone
And I'm drinking kerosene
I guess I should be glad
That I had something to lose
But I'm stuck in this hell
Knowing that I failed you
All these days feel like constant grey
As my light begins to fade
Nothing matters now anyway
Hand in hand into the grave
I know I can't take back all of those
Things that I said
I cut you up and left a wound
Shoot me instead
I'm no hero now
I know I can't take back all of those
Things that I said
I feel the low, I can't come back
Leave me for dead
I'm your martyr now
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Writer(s): Alec Backus
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