Bury You – A Chorus Of Disapproval – letras

I die to tryYou live a lieI feel fineClear fucking mindYou can’t standOn your ownI’ll bury youLike a boneYour body abused, tattered, and tornFar from the way, the way you were bornPure, impure – There is a differenceI disapprove, feel the anger in my chorusAll I do is bow my head in shameAnd look to myself for the blameBut you know and I know it’s not my faultStill I find myself mad and distraught over you