Dig it!
I'm living my term in hell
That's all I can see
I'm not wasting my life
My life is wasting me
Me
Me
My life is wasting
Somewhere, out there
My life is wasting
In fear, down here
My life is wasting
Away, today, my life is wasting me
Time is passing I don't know why I'm here
Time is wasting but I still live in fear
Paranoid visions of what I gained falling down
Can't find one place where I feel calm and sound
No one knows my vision is what I see
Depression seeks out, takes what is left of me
Can't comprehend, anything that's happening
Try so hard to gain, but still end up dismantling
Treacherous world, danger is everywhere
You try to find someone, no one seems to care
Life's too close, too close to all of us
We breathe we live because we think it's a must
Life's tight fisted punch knocked me to the floor
Picked myself up then I came back for more
Everytime I come back the punch gets stronger
And then I mention to myself I can't take it any longer
I can't take it any longer
With every passing moment of my life, I realize more and more, I am the target, my mind is the shovel, and my soul the goddamn casket
Digging my grave
I like living much less than you do
I'd like to put you through what I've been through
Unstoppable torment, only seen by a few
I try to explain, but I just can't get through
This could be heaven, this could be hell
So close to it but I'm far as well
Death is on my mind, it acts as a prison cell
And everytime I think I become more hostile
Hostile!
Dig it!
Exhausted with living, life will take it's toll
I'll throw myself to the bottom of the hole
Cover me with dirt, a shovel for each pain
Look up at the people as they stand in the rain
Mother's face is hung low, father's face is still
They didn't realize it was me that I would kill
My life is over now, no afterlife for me
Now that I'm dead, dirt is all I see
Dirt is one with me
