Shallow Graves from Shrugs by Shrugs

i hear your telltale heart
still trapped under floorboard of a house torn apart
your body here with me
the rest locked behind doors to which the past holds the key

i watched you fade away
even at home you are astray
one month to the day, here we dig our own shallow graves

the push
to the pull
to the push once again
fucked up tug-of-war
inevitable end

they'll come from far and wide
dressed in all black, not a single eye dry
they'll talk of potential
how hard that we tried --
tired kids, fallen victim to time

the push
to the pull
to the push once again
fucked up tug-of-war
inevitable end

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