Funerals Lyrics

i got cracked in the face by another sick joke
we hold our own hands and hold onto ghosts
cheat on ourselves. get chipped away
by our own lies, spite and hate
it just gets silent and cold

in spite of best attempts and good intent
days turn south and heads turn down
another memory to trip over and hold
another way to kill ourselves from the inside out

i start to collapse inside of thought
we lean onto vice and cut our own throats
forget everyone else, make sure
no one gets close enough to catch
the emptiness and depth
of the hollow we call home

in spite of best wishes and get wells
years pass by and concern moves on
another face to pass over and ignore
another door gets closed, another f****** day
as heartbreak and death cross paths
it just gets silent and cold
in this hollow we call home

i cant remember
i cant recall
i dont care

(life in general moves too fast and gets torn to shreds.
sometimes nothing matters. sometimes nothings left)