Come See My Grave

Come see my grave
Cause in it youâll lay
When I am on parade
Hope brings the day
I heard next oneâs not much fun
Anchor played me dumb
But I am almost well
Not one hole in the sun
And I would like to recognize my friends
By which way they walk
Not how far they run
Away
Iâm already dead
Blood bruised and broken
But I am almost well I am almost well
Yes I am almost well
Sound off the sirens
Open the airwaves
Itâs coming
Give up the spirit
Open your lungs
And just breathe
And I would like to recognize my friends
By which way they walk
Not how far they run
Away
And I would like to recognize my friends
By which way they walk
Not how far they run
Away
You dig that didnât you hon



Credits
Writer(s): Salvatore Ciaravino, Jason Michael Gleason, Chris Mazzone, Christina Marie Verhagen, Steve Oyola
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