Bury Me A Grave

Conflict flicked out like match heads
Rough hope rolled through fingertips
Drinking breakfast, dodging sunlight
Pink and blind - tender for abuse

Short a bullet, I will stay
No one makes it anyway

Do you want to see an end to this?
No sense, just bleeds you dry
Don’t get better, we’re all fucked here
So kill me, just kill me, just kill me, just, just-

Short a bullet, I will stay
No one makes it anyway
Quicksand deep, I dig away
Bury, Bury me a grave