To Those Left Behind

Where is the life within us? Buried inside
Where is the light that blinds us?
Buried alive, not ready to die.

Go.

You found me at my worst, when I was far too weak to grow
Speaking all your shallow words and always casting the first stone
In spite of all my fears and how I may have lost my way (May have lost my way)
Only now I know the truth; you tried to suffocate me.

Suffocate me, look at what we've become
Suffocate me, buried alive, not ready to die
Awake and coming clean.

If you can't sleep it's your conscience
That's eating away at the mess you made
So let's end this, sew the last stitch
Lift this weight off my chest, I'll put you to rest
The past should stay dead.

How did we find ourselves here, haunted by our own design?
With everything that's come to pass, makes it harder to confine
Reach up with open hands, nobody left to pull me through
And if I lose my grief, still better off without you.

If you can't sleep it's your conscience
That's eating away at the mess you made
So let's end this, sew the last stitch
Lift this weight off my chest, I'll put you to rest.

If you can't sleep, it's your conscience
That's eating away at the mess you made
The past should stay dead.

You're like a cancer living inside of me, of me
I feel the pressure, it's getting harder to breathe, to breathe
You're like a cancer living inside of me, of me
I feel the pressure, it's getting harder to breathe, to breathe.

You're like a cancer living inside of me
(If you can't sleep it's your conscience)
You're like a cancer living inside of me
(You're like a cancer living inside of me)
You're like a cancer living inside of me
(So let's end this, sew the last stitch)
You're like a cancer living inside of me
(The past should stay dead).