I'd rather find myself on the ground
Than up above where I can never be found
I know this life is not made for some
Bury me with my own mistakes, I don't care how long it takes
Just make sure I'm dead and gone
Dead and gone
SIX FEET DEEP IN THE GROUND
WHERE I CAN NOT BE FOUND
This family curse is one I know too well
Deep inside me, pain transforms in to guilt
Remove my eyes, this comes as no surprise
I can finally sleep, resentment I solely keep
Mother, why did you bury me? The dirt upon my face, so much I couldn't see.
WHY? I guess it's safe to say, that your son won't live to see another day.
FATHER, Why did you smother me? Your hands around my neck, so tight I couldn't breath.
WHY.
I guess it's safe to say, that your son won't live to see another day.
I was buried beneath everything, mountains of guilt.
Was it so hard to admit the broken homes that you built?
Bottle after bottle, your heart's racing.
Did I make a right choice?
LET GO.
Of everything holding you in your place, did you like the feeling of blood on your face?
SIX FEET DEEP IN THE GROUND.
WHERE I CAN NOT BE FOUND.
This family curse, is one I know too well.
Deep inside me, pain transforms in to guilt.
Remove my eyes, this comes as no surprise.
I can finally sleep, resentment I solely keep.
Fighting over things that never really even mattered.
Healing from every bone that you f**ing shattered.
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I don't think we deserve this pain.
FATHER-MOTHER destroyed, and we are the ones to blame.
I don't think we deserve this pain.
We gave up on our son, and we are the ones to blame.
This is no claim to fame, our losing f**ing game.
YOU WILL ROT IN YOUR OWN GRAVE.