We've gone about fixing our mistakes and reality all wrong,
Wrong promises of being side by side down the line, when the line wasn't that long.
So now we can just bury those lies labeled promises here.
We'll bury them along with all our regrets, memories and tears.
And now while we're at it, let's bury the beginning and end.
Let's bury it all six feet under so we'll never have to worry again.
Every thing's dying anyway... I don't want to watch it fall.
So tonight let's save it by burning and burying it all.
Let's bury the streaking tears and inside flames,
Let's bury our identities and our names
Now you can just call us untitled.
Let's bury it all deep beneath this forsaken ground
Let's bury our voices screaming tearing sounds.
Let's bury it because it's something I can no longer bare.
It will still hurt even if it's not there.
When the ground begins to shake.
The night will begin to break
The sky will start to crack and will shatter
Along with everything that ever mattered.
The stars will fall through the cracks one by one
And screams will cascade out our lungs.
Call us untitled.
The everything that we buried could never be buried too far
The pieces of the sky will stab us and we'll choke on the stars.
And now all that is left is I just have to say good bye
When one by one all my hopes die.
Everything I am, my hopes, my dreams, my sins...
I can feel them waste away beneath my skin.
I forgot to bury those streaks of burning light
That are one by one falling from the sky.
My heart feels like it begins to numb
And there it all goes one by one.
Call me untitled.
Let's bury the streaking tears and inside flames,
Let's bury our identities and our names
Now you can just call us untitled.
I never buried the anger and fury rolled up inside my fist.
I never buried the blood that now bleeds from my wrist.
And tell me now what do you have to say?
After I tried running and throwing it all away?
Let's bury the streaking tears and inside flames,
Let's bury our identities and our names
Now you can just call us untitled.
U N T I T L E D ....
YOU SAID RUNNING AWAY WORKED FOR YOU
I'm starting to believe that wasn't true.
And now I only have one thing left to say
ONLY SOMEONE LIKE YOU WOULD RUN AWAY.
UNTITLED IS THE ONLY EXCEPTION...
YOU BETTER START RUNNING IN ANOTHER DIRECTION.
Let's wait for another form of suicide
Besides trusting you when you lied.
You're so selfishly consumed
in yourself.
You can't even think of
Someone else.
I never buried the anger and fury rolled up inside my fist.
I never buried the blood that now bleeds from my wrist.
I am so alone.
So Untitled.
Let's bury the streaking tears and inside flames,
Let's bury our identities and our names
Now you can just call us OFFICIALLY UNTITLED.
