Unmarked Grave Lyrics

I know we barely speak here,

But all these lies that you spoke have taken a turn on you.

Numb to love,

Blind to grace.

Mute the saints that light the way.

This is a love song about life and death,

Where blinding love becomes absolute hate.

The past we wished that stayed dead,

Resurrected once more.

Lingering in the dark but allseeing.

Here to put our face in the dirt,

The dirt of our own grave.

Battling our demons never felt so hard,

They know where to hit,

They know where to hurt.

When you think you've made amends,

No,

You brought it home.

The past we wished that stayed dead,

Resurrected once more.

Lingering in the dark but allseeing.

Here to put our face in the dirt,

The dirt of our own grave.

I fuel the misanthrope I become.

The death,

the hunger,

the poverty.

It has become a part of me,

It's killing me from the inside out.

So put me in an unmarked grave.

Never thought it would come to this,

This way of loving this curse and because of this,

I hit the bottom and it hit me back.