Funeral by The Andromeda Project

You have mastered the elegant art
Of driving the knife in when I'm down
I have wasted too many years
Believing that I belong on the ground
You cut me loose
It felt like death
It was the only time you ever gave me what I needed

So let the roses dissolve in the dirt
Cover the hole in the earth with my hurt
I'm never coming back to this tomb
Bury it deep and without any rites
Couldn't be saved from the demons
A nightmare none too soon comes to its end

I have lasted in spite of your faith
In spite of starvation of the heart
Burned and blasted, invisible scars,
Tightening skin grown cold and hard
But now I can rise from years of death
A phoenix from your fires
A funeral in reverse

So let the roses dissolve in the dirt
Cover the hole in the earth with my hurt
I'm never coming back to this tomb
Bury it deep and without any rites
Shouldn't be saved from the demons
A nightmare none too soon comes to its end.

• Alternative
• electropop
• indie acoustic
• indie pop
• indie rock
• pop
• Pittsburgh