Bury Me
Remember when we were kings and queens, young and mean burning through gasoline
Chasing fire and dreaming out loud hearts alive in a rusty machine
Why am I so fucking tired
Of everyone everything
Why can’t I bury me
it’s cold outside tonight
I like the cold it makes me feel I’m in control I don’t want to be here but I don’t want to go
Midnight strikes and I’m saying goodbyes to an old sunlit photograph
Frayed edges and some cigarette burns tattooed in a distant past
Why am I so fucking tired
Of everyone everything
Why can’t I bury me
it’s cold outside tonight
I like the cold it makes me feel I’m in control I don’t want to be here but I don’t want to go
Shadows fade and the silence is louder than screams twisting at me like a knife
Pounding walls while they laugh and they stare back at me and I can’t fucking bury me
I am so fucking tired
Of everyone everything
Why can’t I bury me
it’s cold outside tonight
I like the cold it makes me feel I’m in control I don’t want to be here but I don’t want to go
Credits
- Acoustic Guitar and Violin by Joe Mizzi
- Engineering and Mix by Justin Yates at Trail Blazer Sound in Hammond, IN
- Master by Colin Jordan at Boiler Room