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