Van Gogh

Give away all that you have inside.
Every last moment that you're alive,
until you body is cold.
Sure, as he peels way your skin,
you see the monster is intent
to see this to the end.

It would be easier to die;
just easier sometimes...
Because the light's a sober reminder of what he did.
Your body can't get over it...

Life has been keeping you awake.
Asphyxiated by the hate,
and it never calms.
Sew the aching in your veins
that no one ever sees
with the blade in the sheets.

It would be easier to die;
just easier sometimes...
Because the light's a sober reminder of what he did.
Your body can't get over it...

It's over... it's over.
Except the scars that last forever.

It would be easier to die;
just easier sometimes...
Because the light's a sober reminder of what he did.
Your body can't get over it...