Rest a**ured You've done everything to deserve this But my friend, in true attempts it is glorious even to fail I put the world on mute and woke up in a storm the next day And you were gone, my fingers were black Protest the dream, it's a nightmare Rest a**ured You've done everything to deserve this But my friend, in true attempts it is glorious even to fail I put the world on mute and woke up in a storm the next day And you were gone, my fingers were black Protest the dream, it's a nightmare For what you never said, but will always be This was always for you, it was never me And the day I was gone was the day you would see That the honest will die but they'll die honestly The honest will die but they'll die honestly They'll die honestly