THIS IS HELL - The Absentee Ballot lyrics

rate me

A million candles line these streets.<br>

Back home theres just melted wax on the concrete <br>

and I recall a heart so pure it that ceased to beat.<br>

I haven't said nearly enough.<br>

But I've already said far to much.<br>

This is the best and worst things will ever get, <br>

so don't forget...<br>

back home they curse our names, <br>

but good or bad we all rot the same<br>