Bury Your Dead

I fucking give up
I never thought it would come to this
I cannot handle
A past that I may have never lived

I've watched the years bleed out
I never thought it would come to this
This is the last thing I would have ever thought I'd regret

This bottle long since emptied and shattered, just like me
Broken and incomplete
A body drowning in a brewery of defeat

I fucking give up
I never thought it would come to this
I cannot handle
A past that I may have never lived

I've watched you, years after
My wrist, my past distaster
How can one week feel so long and I still be aging faster?