XIX

This song is not for the living This song is for the dead With my face against the floor I can't see who knocked me out of the way I don't want to get back up But I have to, so it might as well be today Nothing appeals to me, no one feels like me I'm too busy being calm to disappear I'm in no shape to be alone Contrary to the shit that you might hear So walk with me, walk with me Don't let this symbolism kill your heart Walk with me, walk with me Just like we should've done right from the start Walk with me, walk with me Don't let this fucking world tear you apart