It’s a beautiful thoughtnTo dream of what was saidnBehind your backnUnleashing words and painnThat hits too close to homenFor comfort. Such a wordnDoes not existnIn this house of broken dreamsnI hold you closenBut it’s just not meant to benWe’re lying to ourselvesnAs we slip awaynnZombies crawlnThrough our dreamsnAnd steal emotionsnWhile we sleepnYou look so goodnWhen your deadnNow all you’ve gotta do...nnLet go ofn(of what we had)nWhat we had!nAs blood seeps through the deadn(through the dead)nThrough the dead!nnGo!nOur flesh rotsnAnd dances through timenFrozen nownThe dreamnJust Died!nnBury your fuckin’ pastnBury your fuckin’ past in soils of regretnRegretnIn soils of regretnRegretnA kiss like a sin, lying here with mennLet go ofn(of what we had)nWhat we had!nAs blood seeps through the deadn(through the dead)nThrough the dead!n