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Shot and Produced by Billy Denham Disembodied voices, flashes to the past/recollections of the life life that you lived/the people you’ve touched, the legacy you’ve left behind/it’s all just a memory now/the earth is spinning/I’m still breathing/you’re still 6 feet deep in the dirt/ gravedigger, drop your shovel/ I won’t bury another brother in the ground/ we all turn to ash and dust/ but it’s too fuckin early for your casket to rust/every night, I scream to the sky/ with bloodshot eyes/ still the
