Lyrics I, Pallbearer - Harakiri for the Sky
                                                The 
                                                view 
                                                outside 
                                                my 
                                                window 
                                                changed 
                                                    a 
                                                lot 
                                                since 
                                                    I 
                                                was 
                                                    a 
                                                child
 
                                    
                                
                                                Like 
                                                all 
                                                the 
                                                years 
                                                we 
                                                buried, 
                                                vanishing 
                                                forever
 
                                    
                                
                                                'Cause 
                                                also 
                                                grief 
                                                is 
                                                just 
                                                love 
                                                with 
                                                no 
                                                place 
                                                to 
                                                go
 
                                    
                                
                                                Like 
                                                all 
                                                the 
                                                years 
                                                we 
                                                buried, 
                                                this 
                                                place 
                                                is 
                                                death
 
                                    
                                
                                                There 
                                                is 
                                                    a 
                                                thing 
                                                you 
                                                should 
                                                know 
                                                about 
                                                me
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                am 
                                                and 
                                                have 
                                                always 
                                                been 
                                                this 
                                                deeply 
                                                sad 
                                                man
 
                                    
                                
                                                So 
                                                    I 
                                                am 
                                                both 
                                                laughing 
                                                and 
                                                crying 
                                                at 
                                                the 
                                                same 
                                                time
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                still 
                                                trying 
                                                to 
                                                discover 
                                                how 
                                                that 
                                                could 
                                                be
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'm 
                                                pretty 
                                                sure 
                                                growing 
                                                old 
                                                will 
                                                kill 
                                                me
 
                                    
                                
                                                Slowly 
                                                but 
                                                steadily, 
                                                in 
                                                two 
                                                different 
                                                ways
 
                                    
                                
                                                As 
                                                I'm 
                                                still 
                                                the 
                                                one 
                                                with 
                                                the 
                                                saddest 
                                                smile
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                hate 
                                                being 
                                                bipolar
 
                                    
                                
                                                It's 
                                                fucking 
                                                awesome
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                firstborn 
                                                died 
                                                by 
                                                his 
                                                own 
                                                hands
 
                                    
                                
                                                My 
                                                oldest 
                                                friend 
                                                found 
                                                    a 
                                                rope 
                                                that 
                                                bore
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                    I 
                                                know 
                                                I'll 
                                                definitely 
                                                also 
                                                not 
                                                die
 
                                    
                                
                                                By 
                                                staring 
                                                out 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                pouring 
                                                rain
 
                                    
                                
                                                By 
                                                staring 
                                                out 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                pouring 
                                                rain
 
                                    
                                
                                                Nobody 
                                                ever 
                                                tells 
                                                you 
                                                that 
                                                emptiness 
                                                weighs 
                                                most
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                there's 
                                                    a 
                                                void 
                                                inside 
                                                that 
                                                can't 
                                                be 
                                                filled
 
                                    
                                
                                                'Cause 
                                                it's 
                                                not 
                                                    a 
                                                single 
                                                stab 
                                                wound 
                                                that 
                                                kills 
                                                me
 
                                    
                                
                                                It's 
                                                    a 
                                                1000 
                                                paper 
                                                cuts 
                                                on 
                                                every 
                                                single 
                                                day
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                heart 
                                                dies 
                                                    a 
                                                slow 
                                                death
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                all 
                                                our 
                                                dreams 
                                                dash 
                                                fast
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                    I 
                                                wonder 
                                                if 
                                                you 
                                                changed 
                                                your 
                                                minds
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                moment 
                                                you 
                                                knew 
                                                you'd 
                                                die
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                I'm 
                                                totally 
                                                aware 
                                                that 
                                                my 
                                                pain
 
                                    
                                
                                                Is 
                                                nothing 
                                                when 
                                                compared 
                                                to 
                                                yours
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                cleaning 
                                                out 
                                                your 
                                                apartment
 
                                    
                                
                                                Was 
                                                way 
                                                harder 
                                                than 
                                                your 
                                                funeral
 
                                    
                                
                                                One 
                                                more 
                                                psychosis 
                                                then 
                                                    I 
                                                am 
                                                also 
                                                finally 
                                                done
 
                                    
                                
                                                'Cause 
                                                the 
                                                more 
                                                    I 
                                                sleep, 
                                                the 
                                                less 
                                                    I 
                                                dream
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                then 
                                                at 
                                                night 
                                                    I 
                                                drink 
                                                and 
                                                clean 
                                                my 
                                                gun
 
                                    
                                
                                                It's 
                                                me 
                                                who 
                                                should 
                                                be 
                                                dead, 
                                                not 
                                                you
 
                                    
                                 
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