Saw you standing by yourself again
Back in the corners of your mind
Time to turn and walk away once more
Like you've done a thousand times
*Right now you goddamned hypocrite
You live on your own.
Your life means nothing more to me
Than dirt on my soul
No, son you don't wanna start
Don't make me play that part
I'll be your fucking end
Now welcome to you funeral march
Now I know that times are hard
Life's got you in no-holds bared
You try to stand up to your own mind
Your only friend is father time
*Right now you goddamned hypocrite
You live on your own.
Your life means nothing more to me
Than dirt on my soul
No, son you don't wanna start
Don't make me play that part
I'll be your fucking end
Now welcome to you funeral march
There's no one to bale you out
Hatred fills your mind with doubt
Transgressions past mistakes
Fill you mind with hate
There 's only one thing left to do
Desperate lies numb and cold
Left my senses dead and gone
