Lifeless bodies are closing me in
The reign of the post mortem weighs on me
A sphere of rotting dreams is suffocating
Infectious grief crawls over me
March to the beat
Of a dying heart
Carry your coffin
Towards your grave
Collapse
No spine to hold the weight
Of six pieces wood
And endless regret
Spite
Denied and overruled
Enforced to live imprisoned by societies norms
Face away
From the truth
How fear controls your life
In every shitty move
Safe and sound in your misery
I can't believe you
Tell me you're happy
Tell me you're fine
Withering in lies
You're not a fighter
You just followed a scheme
I'm nothing like you
You're nothing like me
Nothing like me
You're not a fighter
You just followed a scheme
I'm nothing like you
You're nothing like me
You're not a fighter
You just followed a scheme
I'm nothing like you
You're nothing like me
Lifeless bodies are closing me in
The reign of the post mortem weighs on me
A sphere of rotting dreams is suffocating
Infectious grief crawls over me
Tell me you're happy
Tell me you're fine
Withering in lies
Tell me you're happy
Tell me you're fine
Withering in lies
Withering
In lies
What's the point of breathing
If you're not alive?
What is the point
To live in spite
Tell me you're happy
I can't believe you
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Lifeless bodies are closing me in
The reign of the post mortem weighs on me
A sphere of rotting dreams is suffocating
Infectious grief crawls over me
March to the beat
Of a dying heart
Carry your coffin
Towards your grave
Collapse
No spine to hold the weight
Of six pieces wood
And endless regret
Spite
Denied and overruled
Enforced to live imprisoned by societies norms
Face away
From the truth
How fear controls your life
In every shitty move
Safe and sound in your misery
I can't believe you
Tell me you're happy
Tell me you're fine
Withering in lies
You're not a fighter
You just followed a scheme
I'm nothing like you
You're nothing like me
Nothing like me
You're not a fighter
You just followed a scheme
I'm nothing like you
You're nothing like me
You're not a fighter
You just followed a scheme
I'm nothing like you
You're nothing like me
Lifeless bodies are closing me in
The reign of the post mortem weighs on me
A sphere of rotting dreams is suffocating
Infectious grief crawls over me
Tell me you're happy
Tell me you're fine
Withering in lies
Tell me you're happy
Tell me you're fine
Withering in lies
Withering
In lies
What's the point of breathing
If you're not alive?
What is the point
To live in spite
Tell me you're happy
I can't believe you
The reign of the post mortem weighs on me
A sphere of rotting dreams is suffocating
Infectious grief crawls over me
March to the beat
Of a dying heart
Carry your coffin
Towards your grave
Collapse
No spine to hold the weight
Of six pieces wood
And endless regret
Spite
Denied and overruled
Enforced to live imprisoned by societies norms
Face away
From the truth
How fear controls your life
In every shitty move
Safe and sound in your misery
I can't believe you
Tell me you're happy
Tell me you're fine
Withering in lies
You're not a fighter
You just followed a scheme
I'm nothing like you
You're nothing like me
Nothing like me
You're not a fighter
You just followed a scheme
I'm nothing like you
You're nothing like me
You're not a fighter
You just followed a scheme
I'm nothing like you
You're nothing like me
Lifeless bodies are closing me in
The reign of the post mortem weighs on me
A sphere of rotting dreams is suffocating
Infectious grief crawls over me
Tell me you're happy
Tell me you're fine
Withering in lies
Tell me you're happy
Tell me you're fine
Withering in lies
Withering
In lies
What's the point of breathing
If you're not alive?
What is the point
To live in spite
Tell me you're happy
I can't believe you
Writer: Daan Nieboer
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