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letra de maggots - viscerist

[verse 1]
walked past a funeral today
the coffin had my face
checked my pulse against the gravestone
but my wrists are empty sp-ce
been screaming at reflections
that refuse to fog the glass
these lungs stopped breathing long ago
i’m just too dumb to notice that!

[pre-chorus]
the maggots in my memory
are eating holes in time
i’m rotting from the inside out
but i’ve never felt so alive
am i the ghost or is it you?

[chorus]
who’s haunting who tonight?
my heartbeat’s just an echo
of someone else’s life
am i the ghost or is it you?
who’s haunting who tonight?
my heartbeat’s just an echo
of someone else’s life
the world looks different through these eyes
(through dead men’s eyes!)
i’m just a fading memory
too numb to realize
i’m not alive!
i’m not alive!
[verse 2]
found my death certificate
crumpled in my throat
three years since they buried me
but i still write these notes
the dates keep getting longer
as my skin turns to stone
i’m just a glitch in someone’s grief
left to rot alone
i crave a moment to reanimate
but i’ll never get to be!
(i’ll never get to be!)

[pre-chorus]
the maggots crawling in my skull
are eating holes in time
(time, time, a pantomime)
i’m rotting from the inside out
but i’ve never felt so alive (so alive)

[pre-breakdown]
am i the ghost or is it you?
who’s haunting my grave?
(call out my name, to prove i’m here)
i’m just a ghost who thinks it’s grieving
(grieving)
my heartbeat’s just an echo
of someone else’s life
who am i?
the host, see?
who’s haunting my grave?
(calling on my name)
to prove i’m here!
(to prove i’m here!)
i’m just a ghost who thinks it’s grieving
(i’m just a ghost who thinks it’s grieving)
[breakdown]
who am i haunting?
who’s haunting me?
why can’t i remember
how i came to be?
the mortician’s laughing
as he sews my mouth
i’ve been dead so long
i forgot how to die
f-ck!

[chorus]
am i the ghost or is it you?
who’s haunting who tonight?
my heartbeat’s just an echo
of someone else’s life
the world looks different through these eyes
(through dead men’s eyes)
i’m just a fading memory
too f-cked up to realize
i’m not alive!
(i’m not alive)

[outro]
they’re lowering my coffin
for the thousandth time
i keep watching my funeral
like a favorite show rewind
i’m the star of this tragedy
i’m the corpse in this play
i’m nothing but static
between life and decay

- viscerist

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