XIX
This song is not for the livingThis song is for the dead
With my faceAgainst the floorI can’t see who knocked me out of the wayI don’t wantTo get back upBut I have to, so it might as well be today
Nothing appeals to meNo one feels like meI’m too busy being calm to disappearI’m in no shapeTo be aloneContrary to the shit that you might hear
So walk with meWalk with meDon’t let this symbolism kill your heartWalk with meWalk with meJust like we should’ve done right from the start
Walk with meWalk with meDon’t let this fucking world tear you apart