[Lyrics]
I breathe,
My wounds.
My eyes have dried,
My tears are glass.
Everyone will be there,
My death;
Was your joke...
As I shuffle off this mortal coil,
And into my last betrayal.
All will come to celebrate my demise,
Two feet are in the grave.
Just waiting for the tomb to be sealed,
I will never your see hell.
My grasp is weaker than my final breath,
I will never find repentance.
I have fallen apart,
So celebrate my mortal fate;
Its far to late.
I have fallen apart,
So celebrate my mortal fate;
Nothings worth saving.
My eyes burn from all those tears,
All those years that I put into this.
I have nothing left to show,
Not much left to say.
my jaw my bones is stricken with a plague,
the plague I have fed unto myself.
And I waste all away,
Only with two feet in my grave.
So celebrate,
There is no light here.
I have fallen apart,
So celebrate my mortal fate;
It's far to late.
I have fallen apart,
So celebrate my mortal fate;
Nothing worth saving,
I am nothing worth saving,
It's far too late.
As I shuffle off this mortal coil and into my final betrayal,
You still will never see...
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