Day of the Dead Lyrics

Look who's come to stab your back

He's done it many times, and the blade is still red

The blade is still red

He cuts my arms to size

So I can't ever reach the light

And I can feel death

I can feel death

Look who's come to stab your back

I tried to talk before i found out that my throat was locked

And I could feel death

I could feel death

I pushed my head into a wall

Because nothing matters

I cut my legs to be too short

Because nothing matters

See the world through my father's eyes

Because nothing matters

Now I am living half a life

But it doesn't matter

Look who's come to stab your back

He's done it many times, and the blade is still red

The blade is still red

I tried to talk before i found out that my throat was locked

And I could feel death

I could feel death

Look who's come to stab your back

He's done it many times, and the blade is still red

The blade is still red

He cuts my arms to size

So I can't ever reach the light

And I can feel death

I can feel death

I pushed my head into a wall

Because nothing matters

I cut my legs to be too short

Because nothing matters

See the world through my father's eyes

Because nothing matters

Now I am living half a life

But it doesn't matter

I wish my feelings weren't in twos

I wish I didn't have to choose

But I gotta look for the cuts in the sky

Then I wouldn't have to hide

What do I say?