All my scars leave blood clots in my veins Well at least I'll have some space to my name Casually placed an order for the same food Stop wasting your time because no one fixes my mood Even looked at other options But I never like what's new Post-mortem blues Do they have you? Quickly pushing me into this hole for two You'll never see me bloom Maybe they'll cover this hole you left The dirt above ground You pushed me in We don't stare at eye level anymore Cigarettes for breakfast lunch and dinner