Texty písní Bury Your Dead

Bury Your Dead

House Of Straw

Hold the hand of a liar (liar) it must be easier

Dreams he fought to conquer (conquer) was there ever anything?

Years weighed upon my mother's face every single day (every single day)

Memories that I will not erase, you ruined (you ruined) my family

Her pride beat unto submission, and everyday she suffers, everyday she suffers

Shes under the spell and the power of someone who hurts her

Hes under, the guise of man, truly he's a coward

Empowered by the feeling he gets from seeing others cower at his hands, just to prove he can

You say he lost his heart that night (he never had) he never had one anyway

You say your drinking starts the fights, well im digging his fucking grave

Years weigh upon my mothers face every single day (every single day)

Memories that I will not erase, you ruined (you ruined) my family

Her pride beat unto submission, and everyday she suffers, everyday she suffers

Shes under the spell and the power of someone who hurts her

Hes under, the guise of man (you ruined my family)

Her pride beat unto submission, and everyday she suffers

Hes a coward, by the feeling he gets from seeing others cower, just to prove he can

Prove to me you can (can, can, can)

You say he lost his heart that night, (he never had) he never had one anyway

Well im digging his fucking grave (grave)

Grave

Hold the hand of liar (liar) it must be easier, dreams he fought to conquer (conquer) was there ever anything?

Hold the hand of liar (liar) it must be easier, dreams he fought to conquer (conquer) was there ever anything?

FUCK