Death Nesting - Already Gone

The night is long, and the silence is deep, I lay in the hollow where the sorrow keeps. I’m a body of regret wrapped in skin. Every breath I take is a stone on my chest, Every memory’s a ghost that won’t rest. You don’t need a shovel to bury me, I’m already gone. Whiskey don’t burn like the fire we made, But the ashes still haunt me, they never fade. Promises cracked like a crooked stone, Love was a sermon I could not keep, Now I lie awake while the sorrow runs deep. You don’t need a shovel to bury me, I’m already gone. My spirit broke like a headstone cracked, Every step forward drags me back. I’m a name in stone with the letters worn, A ghost in the dark where the blues are born. You don’t need a shovel to bury me, I’m already gone. Broken spirit, broken bed, Every word you spoke still pounds my head. I’m a coffin walkin’, hollowed in bone, You cut me down and called it home. You don’t need a shovel to bury me, I’m already gone. No grave could hold what you took from me, I’m already gone. Lay down the spade… I’ve been six feet under since the day you walked away.