Why live this life?
In a self-made hellish damaged mind
It's not right
To live when I cannot reach my dreams
So I realized
That I have died, deep inside the recesses
Time has shown
I'm an enemy of my own
Would I be better six feet underground?
What's the point
Living a life that's been whisked away
End my life
Things would be better six feet underground
Six Feet Under
Pull out my eyes
They've seen so much trauma through these times
Don't save my life
Sanity's gone and I am not alright
So I realized
That I have died, deep inside the recesses
Time has shown
I'm in a league unknown
Would I be better six feet underground?
What's the point
Living a life that's been whisked away
End my life
Things would be better six feet underground
Six Feet Under
Six Feet Under
Six Feet Under
Pull out my eyes
They've been through hell
And planted seeds where demons now dwell
Dissect my mind
It dreams suicide
Marked by a cursed existence built through time
Scars burning inside the hurting resides
Everlasting torture of a crippled mind
Things would truly be better
Six feet underground
Forever
What's the point
Living a life that's been whisked away
End my life
Things would better six feet underground
Six Feet Under
Six Feet Under
Six Feet Under
