Collective – My Flag Flies At Half Mast Lyrics

it always makes me warm like sweaters in december,
the words pour out of me...
"i can't believe you're gone".
sometimes i'd like to go to a place,
where no one knows my name.
the frost has found a home,
underneath the bitter cold,
along the river's edge.
i watch the reruns of my life,
like make believe i just pretend i'm fine.
i slowly fall asleep to the sound of yesterday,
for now i know that things won't be alright.
sometimes i'd like to go to a place,
where no one knows my name.
the frost has found a home,
underneath the bitter cold,
along the river's edge.

this is the part of me that i don't like