A casket, opened up
A family, can't reach in
I've made out a bed
What you wanted me to have been, for your first born
Do they mind my life, or celebrate my death
Do they celebrate my death
This casket, close it up
This casket, close it up
No one speaks, no one says a word, no one here stands
This is all that's good through passivity, looking away
This is ignorance through abstinence, you stay away
In every gashes, to destroy the evidence, and block the memory
Close it up, break it out, and remain in a place of solace
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