Don’t blame your death on the shit in your head that you claimed ate you like a virus for days on end.
I watched you decay,
Watched you waste away.
Who’d you think you’d fool, baby, digging your own grave?
So go ahead, just drop dead,
And while you’re trying to fool the whole world don’t forget that you’ll decay and you’ll waste away.
You can’t cheat death when you’re digging your own grave.
You’re out of line,
Buried yourself and expected to be fine.
You can’t rewind,
When you’re choking on your own dirt begging for your life.
Your bridges are burning and all the tables are turning.
You started a fire and you’re burning up.
What you give is what you get.
And in your case, that’s nothing but guilt and regret.
And all the flames you kept in your brain came out your lips and sent you straight into your own grave.
You were a walking, talking, corpse at best.
And I swear, I couldn’t wait to get you off my chest,
And when you asked us why we couldn’t look you in your eyes,
It’s hard to find life in something that’s already died.
You’re out of line,
Buried yourself and expected to be fine.
You can’t rewind,
When you’re choking on your own dirt begging for your life.
Your bridges are burning and all the tables are turning.
You started a fire and you’re burning up.
You started a fire.