Sunday, November 1, 2009

Buried Alive

Come on in welcome to this reality
I dig for fun, falling down constantly
This shovel guides what it shall will to be
Your hypocrisy is so much more than that
Living within these walls I cannot breathe
Don't understand me?
Still don't ask me why

I can make it alone
Keep your hands away
This hole is my home
You don't have to stay
I'm buried alive..... buried alive.......
buried alive

Watch yourself as you're trying to deceive
I don't need, I don't want, don't need anything
There's something about your inverted point of view
That makes me blind, I do not trust you
What is it that you're wanting me to become
Insulting everything I am

I can make it alone
Keep your hands away
This hole is my home
You don't have to stay
I'm buried alive..... buried alive.......
buried alive

Overwhelmed I hope you get your fill
Control failing, falling away again
Visions within my sober insanity
Feeding nothing, I can't see past my soul
Venture here within my grasp, but beware
Beware my downward pull

I can make it alone
Keep your hands away
This hole is my home
You don't have to stay
I'm buried alive..... buried alive.......
buried alive

Weighed down before the sun has ever shone before my face
I can’t seem to escape this race, it’s everything
I fear the walls are crumbling around me now, I’m falling down
I’m on the floor again, I can’t seem to get control again
I’m falling back upon my face, this is the place that I’ll stay
This is the place I will be forever more
I’m losing control of my mind, I cannot take it all the time
I’m Buried Alive

I can make it alone
Keep your hands away
This hole is my home
You don't have to stay
I'm buried alive..... buried alive.......
buried alive

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