Testo Singing To You, In Your Grave

The broken road has grown so old
I can't help, but pave it
I hope I find my way back home
Even though I hate it
Held back by all I've ever made
Fell back inside my hateful ways
You know my mind is bound to break
I'd rather die than wait for
Everything to fade away
Until then I'll be singing to you in your grave

The broken road has grown so old
I can't help, but pave it
I hope I find my way back home
Even though I hate it
Held back by all I've ever made
Fell back inside my hateful ways
You know my mind is bound to break
I'd rather die than wait for