Dead Decembers Lyrics

Forcing me into a shallow grave

I was never supposed to be saved

The decline was made to test us all

To see how hard that we can fall

This heart in my chest is not my own

It beats for nothing makes my blood run cold

I've said it before but it never gets old

Our souls are on auction waiting to be sold

Bring back the days

When I didn't need

To be saved

Play my heart strings with a razor blade

It might send a pulse through me

Red roses, black embers

Green eyes, dead Decembers

A time to forgive

A time to forget

A time to let go

A forever to regret

Hold me close, let me go

To face the winter on my own

A new damnation has begun

The words have failed they're dead and done

I may have lost the battle but the war remains unsung

The war in my head that I still haven't won

I lost my hope a long time a go

So when I say that it's over the fight has truly begun

Bring back the days

When I didn't need

To be saved

Play my heart strings with a razor blade

It might send a pulse through me

And I can't forgive

And I can't forget

And I can't let go

And I can't regret

Soon the memories will fade

As the green turns to grey

The winter chills flow through me

As another December awaits

Paving the way to the grave

Bring back the days

When I didn't need

To be saved

You

Play my heart strings with a razor blade

Didn't send a pulse through me

A pulse through me