Bury Your Dead
Bury Your Dead
Bury Your Dead
Bury Your Dead
Bury Your Dead
Bury Your Dead & Mark Tremonti
Bury Your Dead
Bury Your Dead
Bury Your Dead
Bury Your Dead
Bury Your Dead
And if I ever had a chance
And if I ever had a chance to tell you what this meant you would never believe me
So here we are with our heads in the sand
And all I ever wanted was for you to be proud of me
All I ever wanted was for you to care
Because now I don't feel so real to you
When all we are has turned to dust
When all we are has ceased to exist
Just remember, we wanted it this way
When all we are has turned to dust
When all we are has ceased to exist
Just remember, we wanted it this way
And if I ever had a chance to tell you what this meant, you would never believe me
So here we are with our heads in the sand
And all I ever wanted was for you to be proud of me
When all we are has turned to dust
When all we are has ceased to exist
Just remember, we wanted it this way
When all we are has turned to dust
When all we are has ceased to exist
Just remember, we wanted it this way