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humble abode - cemetery symmetry lyrics

we’d all be liars to hide our desires
to be nothing more than fuel for funeral pyres
it’s hard to light the fire
but i’m feeling quite inspired
don’t you grow tired of living this way?
search for a cure for the itch every single day
there’s a steep price to pay
but we gotta carry that weight

i could go for a dirt nap
a big sleep under cover of darkness
take a load off my back, belly up
let the vultures pick away at my carcass
come to think of it, it’s really quite the headache
a sore subject, an unholy confеssion to make
some days we pray for a pistol to our tеmple (cemetery symmetry)
in debt to death these bodies were only rentals (cemetery symmetry)

let’s put the fun back in funeral
why the long face?
don’t look so miserable

whistle a tune as you walk through the graveyard underneath a full moon
the sweet kiss of death will greet you soon
with a warm welcome to a deadly soirée
we’ll be pushing up daisies all day
oh, what a lovely bouquet
thrown into disarray
stop thinking of all the ways to find your grave
you’ll be okay
there’s a better way, even if it sounds cliché
are you bored to death?
i gotta catch my breath
release some facts or fiction
disregard convictions
to be aware of your own mortality
can be a harsh reality that cuts straight to the bone
a wounded ego exposed a fragile sense of self
revealing a personal h+ll
but i’ll climb out without a doubt

there is no sermon with all the answers determined
no one is certain of what’s behind the curtain
come to think of it, it’s really quite the headache
a sore subject, an unholy confession to make
some days we pray for a pistol to our temple (cemetery symmetry)
in debt to death these bodies were only rentals (cemetery symmetry)

- humble abode lyrics

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