Texty: Emmure. It's Not Just A Party, It's A Funeral.

They will find my corspe on the shower floor.
And with my bleeding wrists, will be a note that explains all of this.
(Dear friends and family, I hope that you can understand.)
I could not handle the fear and regret.
Knowing I ruined my only chance.
A lesson in carelessness.
Let my grave stand as proof.
You've only got one chance.
So take advantage.
I will burn in hell for my selfishness.
But you'll se me reach for angel wings.
I know the backlash, call me a coward all you want.
I know the truth is that I AM FREE!
I AM FREE!
I AM FREE!
I AM FREE!
I am free..

(Thanks to Brett for these lyrics)