My Own Grave
Shadows on me I could go back
You wish everything's gone, you can say that
Am I the one one who has been through
Isolate myself now you know me well
I'm all around myself
And I'm sipping Red wine
Hold my hand
But you ain't got time
Living in a place
Writing magical rhymes
I wish no one ever should've lived my life
I haven't shaved in week Can't stare when I speak
They all looking at me Damn who's this freak
Bodies all weak down to my knees
Heads down praying up take me home please
I'm looking everywhere no ones gonna save
Except sleeping pills that gradually take me off the pain
Living in sorrow like just I'm trapped inside a cave
I'm starting all over digging up my grave
I think falling now but I still wonder how
Maybe its those memories that still knock me down
I could have find myself away
It's the people who have changed
Now craving up my name
And I'm digging up my grave
Walking down the road I was outta hope
Miseries and lies is that I got to smoke
It was never popped outta no where
You just don't know what I've been through well
I'm all around myself
And I'm sipping Red wine
Hold my hand
But you ain't got time
Living in a place
Writing magical rhymes
I wish no one ever should've lived my life
I'm better off alone I don't want contact
Peace overloaded less souls that distract
Glad I'm not a victim of this fucking system
Hearts filled with pain but my minds full of wisdom
Talking to myself at night cuz that's my only option
Reminiscing all these thoughts that are noxious
I see the devil in my dreams giving me smirks
I smile back at him you ain't real you mother fucking jerk
I think falling now but I still wonder how
Maybe its those memories that still knock me down
I could have find myself away
It's the people who have changed
Now craving up my name
And I'm digging up my grave
Bodies all weak, Down to me knees
(I'm digging my own grave)
They all looking at me damn who's this freak?
(I'm digging my own grave)
You wish everything's gone, you can say that
Am I the one one who has been through
Isolate myself now you know me well
I'm all around myself
And I'm sipping Red wine
Hold my hand
But you ain't got time
Living in a place
Writing magical rhymes
I wish no one ever should've lived my life
I haven't shaved in week Can't stare when I speak
They all looking at me Damn who's this freak
Bodies all weak down to my knees
Heads down praying up take me home please
I'm looking everywhere no ones gonna save
Except sleeping pills that gradually take me off the pain
Living in sorrow like just I'm trapped inside a cave
I'm starting all over digging up my grave
I think falling now but I still wonder how
Maybe its those memories that still knock me down
I could have find myself away
It's the people who have changed
Now craving up my name
And I'm digging up my grave
Walking down the road I was outta hope
Miseries and lies is that I got to smoke
It was never popped outta no where
You just don't know what I've been through well
I'm all around myself
And I'm sipping Red wine
Hold my hand
But you ain't got time
Living in a place
Writing magical rhymes
I wish no one ever should've lived my life
I'm better off alone I don't want contact
Peace overloaded less souls that distract
Glad I'm not a victim of this fucking system
Hearts filled with pain but my minds full of wisdom
Talking to myself at night cuz that's my only option
Reminiscing all these thoughts that are noxious
I see the devil in my dreams giving me smirks
I smile back at him you ain't real you mother fucking jerk
I think falling now but I still wonder how
Maybe its those memories that still knock me down
I could have find myself away
It's the people who have changed
Now craving up my name
And I'm digging up my grave
Bodies all weak, Down to me knees
(I'm digging my own grave)
They all looking at me damn who's this freak?
(I'm digging my own grave)
Credits
Writer(s): Paranoid Note
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