When, my, time comes around Lay me gently in the cold dark earth No grave can hold my body down I'll crawl home to her Boys workin' on empty Is that the kinda way to face the burning heat? I just think about my baby I'm so full of love I could barely eat

Each will dig their own graves And bury themselves in life's failures And now the ground we called our home Is but a barren wasteland The only sound drowning your cries Is the detonation That's the sound of humanity melting away Say goodbye it's the end

Over the edge I want to believe To the need what you say and the art you create You're digging your grave, my helpless enemy I want to preserve this legacy Again we'll wash away the blood And all the years will start to rust Crashing waves to the fire of

Shout, Lauri Törni's name A soldier of three armies knows the game Keeps their echo from the past Rise from beyond your grave Son of Finland and the Green Beret May you rest in peace at last Started out as a reserve Soon promoted when deserved Cross of

Go back to your trailer Girl we ain’t friends we’re just neighbors There ain’t nothing to see here Keep your two cents on your side of the fence You say that you’re watching the birds out the window Well I’ve got a bird you can watch You ain’t gotta act

When you finally get to the top Yeah you’re getting too close to me With all your negativity Just get lost So why you gotta interfere Just keep climbing that mountain, your dirty tricks You sure look pretty in your glass house You probably think you’re

Oh Lord, oh Lord Oh Lord, oh Lord, do You see us down here? Sometimes I look up to the sky When I die, put my ashes in the trash bag I don't care where they go Don't waste your money on my gravestone I'm more concerned about my soul Everybody's gon' die

Dead, dead, you'll always be dead to me Dead, dead, dead You'll always be dead to me You belong in the grave never to be heard from again Losing it, get a grip, turn it around No one here cares if you're running your mouth I won't wait around 'til you

You know you're lost when you feel transparent One foot in the open Ten feet ahead Build your own ladder And don't lie to yourself Secrets left above the grave (It's not for one to keep) You're all so self destructive

Sitting around waiting on two pink lines We're just sitting around waiting on two pink lines She was pacing back and forth On her front porch I pulled up slinging gravel In my daddy's ford She cried all the way to Johnson's store I kept the motor running