Singing to You, in Your Grave

The broken road has grown so old I can't help but pave it I hope I find my way back home Even though I hate it Held back by all I've ever made Fell back inside my hateful ways You know my mind is bound to break I'd rather die than wait for, Everything to fade away Until then I'll be singing to you in your grave The broken road has grown so old I can't help but pave it I hope I find my way back home Even though I hate it Held back by all I've ever made Fell back inside my hateful ways You know my mind is bound to break I'd rather die than wait for