I Dug a grave that i can't escape Bag on my head can't see my face Left no note so i cant be traced Im the cap of the boat Going down with the ship Got a blade to my throat But i got no grip Im no saint no pope But I feel you kids Lost my hope Need to make amends Got the rope But its over my head Down the slope Im here again Like a movie trope You could predict it Everything i loath I might just miss it Everything i love I will dismiss it This is the graveyard shift Breaking my back the more i dig As a matter of fact Might lie in this Hole i dug Filled with bugs Dirt in my lungs Earth is a bust Hell is a must Digging away Day after day Gravestone lies Where the pavements neigh Going blind from the same old thing Losing my mind with the same old thing Where is the time cant help but think Did i cross the line am i on the brink Is it a crime to think this way Ready to die inside this grave Look to the sky i cant be saved When I arrive theyll know my name Kid in the black with the tainted flame Kid with the dirt in eye Kid with the hurt in mind Kid with the urge to die Kid with the murdered sight Kid pick it up alright Kid wake up youll be just fine Kid please open your eyes Kid please say youre alive Kid wake up you cannot die