Buried in the Ground
The roses have lost its color
The scent has gone away
My heart has been broken
There's nothing left to say
Your lies have turned me cold
I will never feel your warmth again
A choice has been made
There is no need for us to pretend
Our love is dead, dead
It's buried in the ground
It's all been said
Said, said, said
She won't be coming around
Our hearts are busted
Bleeding from the tip
Our minds are rusted
From the tip, our minds are rusted
From the tears that must slip
Our love is dead, dead, dead
Hidden under dirt, dirt
The soul has been bled, bled
And we no longer hurt
The last episode has played
It has finally been aired
My eyes have grown tired
I sleep alone in a bed that we had shared
Your shallow ghost stares at me
It echoes down the hall
The nights never end
This red-shined moon will not fall
Our love is dead, dead
It's buried in the ground
It's all been said, said, said, said
Haunted by the sound
Our brains are busted
Oozing from the center
Our hearts are thrusted
Losing from the center
Our hearts are thrusted
Scratching as it enters
Our love is dead, dead, dead
Hidden under soil, soil, soil
The beast has been fed, fed, fed
Like a snake it must coil, coil, coil
The last song has been sung
The words cut real deep
My voice has gone hoarse
But the lyrics, they still weep
Your melody has grown old
The notes are out of tune
The next girl I date, I'm sure as I mate
Will join you real soon
Our love is dead, dead
It's buried in the ground
It's all been said
Said, said, said
Happiness will not be found (not be found)
Our veins are busted, the blood slithers down our skin
Dead, dead, dead
Our words are trust until the lies are found within
Our love is dead, dead, dead
Hidden under lust, lust, lust
The tears have been shed, shed, shed
The memories discussed (discussed, discussed, discussed)
The scent has gone away
My heart has been broken
There's nothing left to say
Your lies have turned me cold
I will never feel your warmth again
A choice has been made
There is no need for us to pretend
Our love is dead, dead
It's buried in the ground
It's all been said
Said, said, said
She won't be coming around
Our hearts are busted
Bleeding from the tip
Our minds are rusted
From the tip, our minds are rusted
From the tears that must slip
Our love is dead, dead, dead
Hidden under dirt, dirt
The soul has been bled, bled
And we no longer hurt
The last episode has played
It has finally been aired
My eyes have grown tired
I sleep alone in a bed that we had shared
Your shallow ghost stares at me
It echoes down the hall
The nights never end
This red-shined moon will not fall
Our love is dead, dead
It's buried in the ground
It's all been said, said, said, said
Haunted by the sound
Our brains are busted
Oozing from the center
Our hearts are thrusted
Losing from the center
Our hearts are thrusted
Scratching as it enters
Our love is dead, dead, dead
Hidden under soil, soil, soil
The beast has been fed, fed, fed
Like a snake it must coil, coil, coil
The last song has been sung
The words cut real deep
My voice has gone hoarse
But the lyrics, they still weep
Your melody has grown old
The notes are out of tune
The next girl I date, I'm sure as I mate
Will join you real soon
Our love is dead, dead
It's buried in the ground
It's all been said
Said, said, said
Happiness will not be found (not be found)
Our veins are busted, the blood slithers down our skin
Dead, dead, dead
Our words are trust until the lies are found within
Our love is dead, dead, dead
Hidden under lust, lust, lust
The tears have been shed, shed, shed
The memories discussed (discussed, discussed, discussed)
Credits
Writer(s): Billy Rathbone
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.