Agony

I'm drunk at a funeral again Buried just another one of mine But it's okay We've never been that close My mind made him up a few days ago Begging him to live I pressed the rope tight to his skin But it's alright He's just another burnout Just another burnout Already fading... Forming in his picture The last one, I hope Last one I hope... It's not that I can't cope With the loss of my own foes It's just the fact that you lay down with another man every night I hope you're not deceived by the texture And that you wont cry about it's rapture Because I do this every week Yes I am so weak Can't stand the constant screaming... Staring at the deformation in the mirror Forever fearing... Forever fearing... What will you do next? What are you capable of? How much more dirt must I crush in my hand and throw in the grave Before you realise You can't run away from mediocracy This has to stop I can't live on in agony In agony of what you did Of what I did Of what we did... The ground is hard on my feet I must lay down Fall asleep Make it all go away... Make it all go away...