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The Fire Sermon

 

The Fire Sermon

(album: Hell Is In Your Head - 2022)


Today is the anniversary of the day that you should have been born
Nobody ever taught me healthy habits or how to mourn
Standing by the ocean, I have waded with your ashes scattering
I'm throwing salt into the sea

The burden of your death like a boulder on my chest
A blanket keeping me
Just warm enough to stay alive, but still suffering

Emptiness is all I can feel
There's nothing in this world that feels real
I cannot stop obsessive thoughts
Fixated on what I have lost
How will I ever learn to heal?

The birds still sing in the cemetery
The flowers still bloom
How do I bury someone that I never even got to know?
And I will circle myself in the salt and burn incense
To preserve this sense of fleeting innocence (Whoa)
'Cause I just want my mental health to be my greatest wealth
I don't ever want to be this low again

Emptiness is all I can feel
There's nothing in this world that feels real
I cannot stop obsessive thoughts
Fixated on what I have lost
How will I ever learn to heal?

I try so hard to not be aware
That everyone I love can disappear
I hear footsteps in the night
I swear, I see your face
I clutch the clothes that we bought for you
That you'll never wear

Emptiness is all I can feel
There's nothing in this world that feels real
I cannot stop obsessive thoughts
Fixated on what I have lost
How will I ever learn to heal?

Emptiness is all I can feel
There's nothing in this world that feels real
I cannot stop obsessive thoughts
Fixated on what I have lost
How will I ever learn to heal?

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