Stuff & Things from Stuff & Things by Eric Chase Wisowaty

They say you never know what you have until it's gone
They say its never gets better but it gets easier

Alone at your grave
Clenching my fist and my teeth
As I hold a frozen bottle
Wishing that this was just a nightmare
and that I would soon finally wake
Screaming true colors
My tongue has been burned
By my own flame

I've asked myself the harder questions in life
And after everything do you still recognize who you are?
I keep on trying to just let this go but it's still
On my mind and it's part of who I am now
For better or for worse

No matter how bright the sun shines
All I see is your shadow
All that remains
Is a fading distant memory
All the times that once were
And will never be again

Screaming true colors
My tongue has been burned
By my own flame

Another childhood best friend is lost to another tragedy
I've lied to everyone, said I'm okay as I've cried in silence

I've asked myself the harder questions in life
And after everything do you still recognize who you are?
I keep on trying to just let this go but it's still
(I keep on trying)
On my mind and it's part of who I am now
(You never let me go)
For better or for worse

• Experimental Metal
• Metal
• instrumental
• progressive metal
• South Burlington