Lack Of Skin - Seeking Dead Men

Saints are whispering my name but I hear it loud
we all know that it won't fade, can't block it out
you say it's going to be okay when we're going down
play it out like it's the end 'cause we'll burn this town

this could be our chance, is this our final dance?
starting over never sounded so good
we're buried in the past as time went by too fast
erasing all the signs that you've been here before

the song they gave to me is a killer and i can't stop it
from ripping off my skin
remember today is the day we'll seek dead men
forgiving and forgetting everything we mean

starting over never sounded so good