burial process - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

It's not that simple, I keep on getting crippled by my own actions

Tip over the lid, let it trickle and cause a reaction

I'm barely getting by, you keep on taking up no action

I can't process the feeling, my brain is under construction

Constricted in this body, I don't feel right

And maybe that's the reason I don't sleep at night

Maybe I'm just getting by, I think I'll say my goodbyes

So long, I'm out

Every second's way too long

I know that I'll miss it when it's gone

And I don't feel at all

Many days that I've spent ill, still wait for the fall

And I can't recoup from all the shit I've done

So let me start the burial process

I know no one is upset but me, it's true

(Ahh, ahh)

It's a process, I'm always digging up a grave

And I don't wanna touch that shit, it always makеs me feel gray

And I don't wanna take the hit

Why don't you put it through your brain? (Ahh)

Constantly biting off morе than I can chew

You always run your fucking mouth say, "I know what's good for you"

Shut up, I'm fine, I don't need your help

And I'm tripping over everything, I swear I'm in good health

Taking everything you say with a grain of "Oh well"

No help, can't rest, I'm dead

Every second's way too long

I know that I'll miss it when it's gone

And I don't feel at all

Many days that I've spent ill, still wait for the fall

And I can't recoup from all the shit I've done

So let me start the burial process

I know no one is upset but me, it's true

Put it all to rest, I know it's in my head

'Cause everything I've said are stories I've not kept

I know it'll be fine without me, you doubt me

Start the burial process