It would be wrong to ask you why because I know what goes inside . Is only half of what comes out, Isn't that what its about ? To remind us were alive, to remind us were not blind in that big, black hole, comfortable .
Digging the grave, I got it made . Let something in, or throw something out ? You left the door open wide .
I know you have a reason why, that knot is better left untied . I just went and undid mine, It takes some time . And the shadows so big, It takes the sun out of the day . And the feeling goes away if you close the door, comfortable .
Digging the grave - Faith No More