My Throat Is An Open Grave - Demon Hunter

We lay face down in pale solitude

To save face, we pulled our walls in front of you

To the same place where we danced in front of you

We fell from grace and watched the hope fall from your face

«This isn’t me,» I used to say

All the love was so gone

It feels good to be alive

I’ve been dead for so long

And all those broken promises I can’t face

Afraid if someone notices, I lose my place

Fractured, broken, paralyzed

I need some space, tear me open, analyze

«This isn’t me,» I used to say

All the love was so gone

It feels good to be alive

I’ve been dead for so long

Wake up screaming, I’m awake and dreaming

And I won’t stop breathing until my heart stops beating

«This isn’t me,» I used to say

All the love was so gone

All the love was so gone

It feels good to be alive

I’ve been dead for so long