Hold the hand of a liar
It must be easier
Your dreams he fought to conquer
Was there ever anything
Years weigh upon my mothers face
Every single day
Memories that I will not erase
You ruin my family
Her pride beat into submission
And everyday she suffers
She..s under the spell and the power
Of someone who hurts her
He..s under the guise of a man
But truly he..s a coward
Empowered by the feeling he gets
From seeing others
Who cower at his hands
Just to prove he can
You say he lost his heart that night
He never had one anyway
You say your drinking starts the fights
Well I..m digging his f*cking grave
Prove to me you can
There was never anything
F*ck
Bury Your Dead - House Of Straw Lyrics
Bury Your Dead - House Of Straw Lyrics
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Hold the hand of a liar
It must be easier
Your dreams he fought to conquer
Was there ever anything
Years weigh upon my mothers face
Every single day
Memories that I will not erase
You ruin my family
Her pride beat into submission
And everyday she suffers
She..s under the spell and the power
Of someone who hurts her
He..s under the guise of a man
But truly he..s a coward
Empowered by the feeling he gets
From seeing others
Who cower at his hands
Just to prove he can
You say he lost his heart that night
He never had one anyway
You say your drinking starts the fights
Well I..m digging his f*cking grave
Prove to me you can
There was never anything
F*ck
It must be easier
Your dreams he fought to conquer
Was there ever anything
Years weigh upon my mothers face
Every single day
Memories that I will not erase
You ruin my family
Her pride beat into submission
And everyday she suffers
She..s under the spell and the power
Of someone who hurts her
He..s under the guise of a man
But truly he..s a coward
Empowered by the feeling he gets
From seeing others
Who cower at his hands
Just to prove he can
You say he lost his heart that night
He never had one anyway
You say your drinking starts the fights
Well I..m digging his f*cking grave
Prove to me you can
There was never anything
F*ck
Writer: Brendan Alexander MacDonald, Mark Edward Castillo, Matthew Robert Bruso
Copyright: Lyrics © Another Victory Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Another Victory Publishing