Whyte Mtn. - Burial Lyrics

We go from highest highs
To the lowest lows
You're that above
And wicked down below
This feeling was supposed to be
But loving you is killing me
Like I'm already dead
Our love is just in our heads
It's like I'm already dead
Cuz our love is just in my head
A burial

Imagine a couple that's hunky dory
Now scratch that, this ain't no love story
With you, it was constant back-back stabbing and oh, I'm so sorry
But half-ass apologizes aren't worth redeeming
If you still continue that fake-ass endearment
You don't care bout me, but you care what they're thinking
I only reach sanity when I am screaming
Do you hear them echoes, echoes?
That's the sign for you to let go, let go
Cutting you off like a sickle, sickle
But you very persistent for
Someone who's so distant
I don't understand what is it you tryna plan
When you say that you miss me
I'm confused as fuck regarding what, what you want to achieve
I'm already dead inside, can't you just let me grieve?
Nah, cuz you too invested in your image to see the damage
Of all my failed attempts to destroy what we've once established
Gone!

We go from highest highs
To the lowest lows
You're that above
And wicked down below
This feeling was supposed to be (yeah)
But loving you is killing me
Like I'm already dead
Our love is just in our heads
It's like I'm already dead
Cuz our love is just in my head
A burial

I'm thinking nostalgia's my worst enemy
Blackmailing me with these memories
That we created
Put 'em in a box and isolate it
But you boxed me instead, still suffocating
Get what you give, not reciprocated
It's the simple things that you complicated
Acting lovey-dovey, now who the fuck are you impersonating?
We were once on the same team
No coincidence that we intervened
But your absence makes it feel like a dream
Or a nightmare if you don't knock off this twisted routine
Unshackle these chains
Give me some space
I need to retrace
Trapped in your maze
Leave this dark place
I need to escape
The war still rages within as I find peace in my sanctuary
Our former selves listed in this morning's obituary

We go from highest highs
To the lowest lows
You're that above
And wicked down below
This feeling was supposed to be
But loving you is killing me
Like I'm already dead
Our love is just in our heads
It's like I'm already dead
Cuz our love is just in my head
A burial

Just let me
Go!