Corey Place (feat. Aaron Matts of Ten56) Available Now: https://arsontheory.vyd.co/Tafttr_dlc
Mixed, Mastered, and re-amped by Buster Odeholm (Odeholm Audio)
Video shot by Ravencraft Creative
Video edit by Dylan Gould
Lyrics:
She was dead from the aftermath
Laying limp in the bath
In the care of a psychopath
This felt so wrong; I just thought she was sick
Syringe in hand, blind just to get your daily fix
Behind the curtain of lies you pulled in front of me
I sat by myself while you both did the deed
If I knew she’d be gone by the time we left
I would have made you watch her final breath.
You came for the drug but left with death in a handbag
Can you tell me what the doves sang?
When they laid her to rest? (She’ll never be at rest)
Could you tell me her name at best?
Because I’ll never forget the day the papers told us that she’d passed away
A soul dwindling
“Another gone with the wind”
But this has been ringing in my head:
Some things are better left unsaid
Respect the dead
Gone with the wind
But not you.
It’s never you.
Innocence unlived left at the crime scene
Respect the dead
The water dripping down her vacant body
The faucet rhythmically lulls her to sleep
That cold embrace is coming for you
Debts collected, air expelled and vetted
I will be surprised if I do not hear her say
“It’s about time you come and join me”
It’s about time you come and join me
You came for the drug but left with death in a handbag
Can you tell me what the doves sang?
When they laid her to rest? (She’ll never be at rest)
Could you tell me her name at best?
Because I’ll never forget the day the papers told us that she’d passed away
A soul dwindling
“Another gone with the wind”
But your voice is still ringing in my head
Some things are better left unsaid
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