[Verse 1]
Woke up on the floor again, with a cheap T-shirt for a blanket
The aftertaste of yesterday is sticking on my tongue like a ticket
To a show I never bought, for a ride I didn’t want
Left my phone on silent, just to pretend that I forgot
[Pre-Chorus]
The glow of the city’s bleedin’ into my room at 4 A.M.
Another text that I’ll ignore, another reason to pretend
That I’m fine, that I’m over it, that I’m not stuck inside this head
With all the words I wanna say and all the things that I left unsaid
[Chorus]
Bury me, bury me, under all the people that I don’t like
Talkin’ to me, judging me, tellin’ me how to live my life
Yeah, they’re so pretty with their perfect little smiles
But the ghost of their opinions follows me for miles
So bury me, bury me, ’til there’s nothing left but me and the static
The hum of the silence, a beautiful chaotic
Melody to my own dark, twisted, tragic
Little show, yeah, it’s all so cinematic
[Verse 2]
Saw your face in a picture frame, a memory that’s getting faded
The colors bleedin’ out, just like the promises you made and
I’m not mad, I’m just tired of the emotional gymnastics
Of trying to make a fake-ass person feel like they’re fantastic
[Pre-Chorus]
The glow of the city’s bleedin’ into my room at 4 A.M.
Another text that I’ll ignore, another reason to pretend
That I’m fine, that I’m over it, that I’m not stuck inside this head
With all the words I wanna say and all the things that I left unsaid
[Chorus]
Bury me, bury me, under all the people that I don’t like
Talkin’ to me, judging me, tellin’ me how to live my life
Yeah, they’re so pretty with their perfect little smiles
But the ghost of their opinions follows me for miles
So bury me, bury me, ’til there’s nothing left but me and the static
The hum of the silence, a beautiful chaotic
Melody to my own dark, twisted, tragic
Little show, yeah, it’s all so cinematic
[Bridge]
And I’m so sick of the small talk, and the fake smiles
The “how have you been?” when you know it’s been a while
Since we were anything more than strangers with a past
And I’m just here to make sure this feelin’ doesn’t last
So bury me
[Guitar Solo, distorted and heavy with a driving rhythm]
[Outro]
Bury me, bury me, yeah
Bury me under all the people I don’t like
Bury me, bury me, ’cause it just feels right
Bury me, bury me, yeah, yeah, yeah
‘Cause it’s just me, and the static, and the night
[Music fades out with a final, echoing synth chord and a single bass note]