Momento Mori Letra

Perched upon his lung, she was tapping in his chest
I'll be hiding in the dreams of your last will and testament
Testament

And if the only way out was just a straight ahead admission of guilt
Then he wouldn't be sitting in the darkness, sharpening every excuse

You hit the bottle
You can't drain the yellow out of your spine

If you would
If you would
If you would…

You hit the bottle
You can't drain the yellow out of your spine

If you would
If you would
If you would…

Smothered by the time that he could never forget
Disassociation in the comfort of his dreams that she wouldn't let go
Wouldn't let go

And every time he woke up in the coldest sweat
Scrawled to the bone with her nails was the promise that she wouldn't let go
Wouldn't let go

And if the only way out was just a straight ahead admission of guilt
Then he wouldn't be sitting in the darkness, sharpening every excuse

You hit the bottle
You can't drain the yellow out of your spine

If you would
If you would
If you would…

You hit the bottle
You can't drain the yellow out of your spine

If you would
If you would
If you would…

She will swing the hammer every night
Sleeping in the ditch beyond the pine
She must breathe the water every night
Taking every breath that you've denied

She will swing the hammer every night
Sleeping in the ditch
Sleeping in the ditch
Sleeping in the ditch beyond the pine

You hit the bottle
You can't drain the yellow out of your spine

If you would
If you would
If you would…

You hit the bottle
You can't drain the yellow out of your spine

If you would
If you would
If you would…

Momento mori
Momento mori