Force fed
Old lies and loneliness
Brain dead
Hope you find your happiness

Twist the knife
With every choice you make
Suicide
Mission to an early grave

Burning
Martyr at the stake
Drowning
In the darkness of that ache

Twist the knife
With every choice you make
Suicide
Mission to an early grave

Suffer the loss
Swallow the grief
I can't stop
Mourning the living
No funeral
No great release
I can't stop
Mourning the living
Suffer the loss
Swallow the grief
I can't stop
Mourning the living
New funeral
Every fucking week
I can't stop
Mourning the living

Mourning the living
Mourning the living

Itching
From the venom in your veins
Hiding
In the darkness of your shame

Lost cause
But you don't have to be
Hopeless
Because I can't make you see

Suffer the loss
Swallow the grief
I can't stop
Mourning the living
Your funeral
Every fucking week
I can't stop
Mourning the living