portrayal of guilt - We Are Always Alone

A dark path led by crippled leaves and piles of bones.
At the end, a delicate pyre.
An unclean, visceral feeling.
Tears pour into my hands.
Surroundings fade to gray.
A gloom you'll never know.
Everyone has left me.
At war with myself on the bedroom floor.
No angel has come for me.
My limbs begin to feel numb.
Will you remember me?
Lay the candles around me, outlining my body.
I begin to feel the earth collapse.
What comes next feels aimless.
Everything turns white.
We are always alone.

Written by:
James Beveridge, Matt King

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Lyrics © TERRORBIRD PUBLISHING LLC

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