Fear is the weakness in all of us. But you drag us down. Bury all the evidence cold As it meant to be, we are losing identity. Faith has been denied, Is this the first time, we just don't belong? Let's not pretend. At least you could have tried, It is

Dig bury bury me underneath Everything that I am rearranging Everything that I was slowly changing Let me help you tie the rope around your neck Let me help to talk you the wrong way off the ledge Of any mother fucker that´s thinkin´ they can change me White

Come, break me down Bury Bury me, bury me What if I wanted to break What would you do? I am finished with you Look in my eyes You're killing me, killing me All I wanted was you Break me down

We are the small axe If you are the big tree Sharpened to cut you down Ready to cut you down Shall bury bury in it, shall bury bury in it And whosoever diggeth a pit Ready to cut you down (well sharp) Why boasteth thyself Oh, evil men

I pray the king shows you his mercy For shame, for the Revolution Hear ye, hear ye my name is Samuel Seabury And I present free thoughts on the proceedings of the continental congress Heed not the rabble who scream revolution They have not your interests

I choose death before dishonor I'd rather die than live down on my knees Bury Bury me like a soldier, with my dignity! Bury me! (Bury me!) To the haters, the takers, the liars, all the vultures and the bottom feeding scum The FCC, the FBI and every tin god

Pray that all is forgotten Lay to rest Bury Bury the dead Tomorrow seems to turn so fast Alone in the boiler meltin' me down Ain't the first, won't be the last So many people all at once Who I once was has died Never feel the ills of breakin' down

All this life shrouded in a veil Of deception in association But now I will witness thee With unblinding open eyes Judas I bury bury you in your own blood You only held me down from what I was suppose to be Ascend above the ashes of the world I once knew

Go big or go home Go big or go I'm thinking life's too short, it's passing by So if I'm gonna go at all I'll sleep when I'm dead, you can bury bury me Don't feel like going home But all my cash is gone Yeah, I got nothing to do tonight

Is it taking over? Will it bury bury me? Or will clarity become the cure for my disease? It's like holding on When my grip is lost I still feed my insecurity when I know the cost If I fall again, will it be the end? I know it's wrong Will the end make me