Singing to You, in Your Grave - Killstation

The broken road has grown so old

I can’t help, but pave it

I hope I find my way back home

Even though I hate it

Held back by all I’ve ever made

Fell back inside my hateful ways

You know my mind is bound to break

I’d rather die than wait for

Everything to fade away

Until then I’ll be singing to you in your grave

The broken road has grown so old

I can’t help, but pave it

I hope I find my way back home

Even though I hate it

Held back by all I’ve ever made

Fell back inside my hateful ways

You know my mind is bound to break

I’d rather die than wait for