Caskets Full

Turn all your pockets inside out Confess your love to the concrete now All the bitter hearts set to explode Our ringing ears never hear a sound I'll draw a map completely composed Of basement bars and bottles of booze Oh life will surely sing me into remission Tired eyes Bought and sold Cut them down in cold calculation All the rotten cries And caskets full Of dead friendships you know Let your head rattle right off the coast Scattered at sea til the day you drown Let it all spill out onto the floor Swept away when the waves crash down Someday I'll make it back to the shore Laugh at the awkward looks and whats more We've got these stories inked in our skin forever more Tired eyes Bought and sold Cut them down in cold calculation All the rotten cries And caskets full Of dead friendships you know Tired eyes Bought and sold Cut them down in cold calculation All the rotten cries And caskets full All the rotten cries And caskets full Of dead friendships you know