Bury the Past

They'd only see when I rest in my fucking grave
They'd only see when I rest in my fucking grave
I'll bury the past
Because nothing was ever meant to last
Because nothing was ever meant to last

I can no longer be me
I can no longer be free

They don't care until they see you drop
They don't care
They don't care until they see you
Until they see you drop

How can you love me, when I fucking hate me?
How can you love me?
I fucking hate me

I can no longer be me
I can no longer be free

So miserable with no one around
Just me myself and I
Learning to live in the background
What's the fucking point?

Ignore the path of blood that's been painted
It's more bliss than pain to heal unacquainted
What's the fucking point?

Everything I've seen
Made to wipe my memory clean
What's the fucking point?

They'd only see when I rest in my fucking grave
They'd only see when I rest in my fucking grave
I'll bury the past
Because nothing was ever meant to last
Because nothing was ever meant to last