When I’m gone you’ll see, it wasn’t a joke
It was a lie or a hoax; I was showing a side you hadn’t seen
The side that existed while inside I’d bleed
I’m getting closer to the edge
I’m getting closer to the end
Falling off the shelf to a shattered glass grave
Eyes turned cold, colder then ever before
And a soul taken from this body, this whore
Crawled to my room
Hid under my bed
Held my knees to the chest
Cried because they bled
I shouldn’t have ran
I shouldn’t have fell
It’s all done now
I’m going to hell
I’m locked in a cage
Come set me free
I’m lying deep
Trapped in misery
I see no night
I see no day
Looking out from the bed
Under which I lay
I don’t know how to tell you
I don’t know how to hurt
I can only lie here
Six feet under dirt