Dieing Alive
Same as Broken Company. John took a bit to get out once we were seated, so I had time to write two.
A cold still run
Under a cold still sun
Throw your fit and die
Then come back and lie
Never want to return
Bleeding pores and acid burn
Death from here would be too kind
In the numbness escape I find
Darkness growing all around
I fall awake and hit the ground
Watching icy sun above
Frozen death and living love
A cold still run
Under a cold still sun
Throw your fit and die
Then come back and lie
Never want to return
Bleeding pores and acid burn
Death from here would be too kind
In the numbness escape I find
Darkness growing all around
I fall awake and hit the ground
Watching icy sun above
Frozen death and living love

