All the dust that grows inside my veins Is not to your taste Oh! Be mindful of your memories Don't let them go to waste Breathe it in and slowly swallow Let them stare they'll surely follow You into an endless tomb Foresight, tonight, the darkest room Vision blurred inside a carnival crowd: I'll say that I am proud But how I'll miss your oh so beautiful bones And I'll try to drown out loud I won't make it, no I wont' make it I can't take it, no I can't take it