Laying on your death bed
Or nailed to the cross
Reflections on a life now lost
All the things left unsaid
All the trails left untread
Regret rampant through your head
Never took the time to say what's burning deep inside
All those thoughts now cast aside
Take your final breath and pray that death is not the end
And those you left behind you may someday see again
Will we ever say what
Needs to be said
Before it's too late and
We're fucking dead
Will we ever say what
Needs to be said
Before it's too late and
We're fucking dead
Will we ever say what
Needs to be said
Before it's too late and
We're fucking dead
Will we ever say what
Needs to be said
Before it's too late and
We're fucking dead
Our lives are
Defined by silence
Silence
Our lives are
Defined by