Shocking all the evidence left
On this holiday.
When you're creeping up with serious thoughts
And what you're waiting to say.

Your words are speaking out of your throat
Like an open grave.
Not ever spoke to you in a year, thanks.
What would I say?

It became a lie on you..
It became a lie on you.

If you think that I'm not the same
Then I guess you've changed.
Blackened by the temperature made
To spare my name.
The grave that you've been digging for me
Became your home.
For teaming me as back off of me well
I hope you know.

It became a lie on you..
It became a lie on you.

It feels like, feels like you're letting go
I'm back for days to know (feels like, feels like)
Why you're letting go..
Bring on the poison that's in your throat
And fight for days, do know. (feels like, feels like)
You're letting go.

YOU'RE LETTING GO!

Shocking all the evidence left
On this holiday...