Ghost Brigade The Knife lyrics

Try to stand up. Can't feel your feet. Trying to survive. You have no will to live. You want to get out. Walk through that door. Too weak to seek for help. But you know you have to try. Just one more time. Waiting for the end. Or a change. Direction. 'Cos you know you are ready to take everything you get. You get nothing done. Emotionally broken. You feel sick. When you find out that your best friend is a liar. Like we all are. This is not the first time. When I'm in this condition. And it's not the last time when I promise to change everything. Another year. Another wasted season. A decent boy holds the line alone. Another day. Another wasted hour. I'm standing on the edge of open grave. Let the shovel sing. Squeeze all the anger into a box. Seal it tight and bury it deep. Squash all your wisdom and light up the skies. Rub the blade till your fingers bleed. They preach about family and love. Yet in the end nothing's sacred. Halos are fading. This is not the last time when I'm bound to take the step. And it's not the first time when I promise everything. Another round. Another empty bottle. That same boy tries to be a man. Another prayer. Another pointless promise. I'm standing on the edge of open grave. Let the shovel sing. Spilling lies upon your father's grave. Let the shovel sing.