The Absentee Ballot Lyrics

A million candles line these streets.
Back home there's just melted wax on the concrete
And I recall a heart so pure it that ceased to beat.
I haven't said nearly enough.
But I've already said far to much.This Is Hell - The Absentee Ballot - http://motolyrics.com/this-is-hell/the-absentee-ballot-lyrics.html
This is the best and worst things will ever get,
So don't forget...
Back home they curse our names,
But good or bad we all rot the same