A Hero's Grave Songtext
I've been staring at the ceiling
Counting cracks until they form a map
Of all the places that I'd rather be
Than stuck inside this quiet trap
It's getting harder just to focus
On the things that I am supposed to do
When every thought inside my heavy head
Is pulling me right back to you
And I'm digging out a hero's grave
Counting cracks until they form a map
Of all the places that I'd rather be
Than stuck inside this quiet trap
It's getting harder just to focus
On the things that I am supposed to do
When every thought inside my heavy head
Is pulling me right back to you
And I'm digging out a hero's grave
For the man that I was yesterday
I'm tired of being the one who saves
The parts of me that only decay
So I'll bury all the silver linings
Deep beneath the cold hard ground
Until the only thing that's left of me
Is thе person that I finally found
The medicinе is losing flavor
The conversations feel like scripted lines
I'm searching for a spark of something real
Between the static and the signs
But the wind is picking up again
And the clouds are moving in so fast
I'm trying to keep my feet on solid earth
And let the wreckage be the past
I'm not a martyr
I'm just a mess
I'm holding my breath Inside of my chest
I'm not a martyr
I'm just a mess
I'm holding my breath
Waiting for the test
And I'm digging out a hero's grave
For the man that I was yesterday
I'm tired of being the one who saves
The parts of me that only decay
So I'll bury all the silver linings
Deep beneath the cold hard ground
Until the only thing that's left of me
Is the person that I finally found
The person that I finally found
The person that I finally found
I'm tired of being the one who saves
The parts of me that only decay
So I'll bury all the silver linings
Deep beneath the cold hard ground
Until the only thing that's left of me
Is thе person that I finally found
The medicinе is losing flavor
The conversations feel like scripted lines
I'm searching for a spark of something real
Between the static and the signs
But the wind is picking up again
And the clouds are moving in so fast
I'm trying to keep my feet on solid earth
And let the wreckage be the past
I'm not a martyr
I'm just a mess
I'm holding my breath Inside of my chest
I'm not a martyr
I'm just a mess
I'm holding my breath
Waiting for the test
And I'm digging out a hero's grave
For the man that I was yesterday
I'm tired of being the one who saves
The parts of me that only decay
So I'll bury all the silver linings
Deep beneath the cold hard ground
Until the only thing that's left of me
Is the person that I finally found
The person that I finally found
The person that I finally found
