Murder Lyrics - Mercy (dancing For The Death Of An Imaginary Enemy) - Ours

Tied down to the things we can't let go of 

Realized too many dreams we can't recover 

We lied down in our sleep and began to choke 

We lied down in a dream and we never woke 

Life doesn't have any meaning, everything is a joke 

Then eating out of your hands would never anything to show 

We tried to get off clean but we would never grow 

Prison can't be worse than living with the pain of no 

Murder, murder, murder, murder 

We fight about the things we never even had control of 

In and out of thoughts, so many different people bought 

Self-serving ramblings in your favorite journal 

Won't bring you peace until you learn to read yourself 

Murder, murder, murder, murder 

La, la, la, la, la, la, la 

Bow down to the things that you let go of 

Eating out of thought seems to never have anything to show 

Even if it hurts, with love you couldn't leave it slower 

Slipping from your cause, your waiting for your dream to come 

Murder, murder 

Given the things you bought with murder