Buried Beneath (Demo)

I feel the weight of these possessions pulling me under the surface
I can't breathe beneath the dirt
So what's the purpose?

Nothing I own makes this worth living under your thumb
I won't succumb to your self driven visions

All I am is a working hand
You could care less if I drown in the quicksand
I don't need anything to be happy

I should be at home
Instead I'm out here all alone
While you sit at this throne of bones
Fuck your money and greed
And this pile of treasure I'm buried beneath
I already have all that I need
I know if you want to grow a tree
It all starts with planting the seed
If you want to find me you know where I'll be
I don't need anything to be happy

I feel the weight of these possessions pulling me under the surface
I can't breathe beneath the dirt
So what's the purpose?

Nothing I own makes this worth living under your thumb
I won't succumb to your self driven visions
I don't need anything to be happy



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