OBEY THE TROOPER - Ether and the Abyss

Just when you thought I was better
I was starting to get worse
Distract you by small talk
The weather
I was digging through your purse
Driving a hearse to work
Another graveyard shift
Blacked out windows
Cursed
So no-one sees what shape I'm in
I haven't slept in days
Thinking of your grave
Sunken eyes it's no surprise
I'm searching for a vein

Written by:
Jon Warren

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