Lamb Of God

Then you wake...
Another body bag, pathetic,
Picture frame obituary faded in the attic
A shadow of someone you used to be
You've seen so many in these flames
And swore that you'd never become the clich?
A long forgotten memory
And when you wake...
Everything you ever wanted
Everything you never had
Everything learned forgotten and dead
Everything turns to nothing
Another day, a little dirt for the grave
Is it worth everything that you gave
What a beautiful way to waste away
Consumed by dependency
A lesson in despondency