My Own Grave (re-interpretation)

The lies, the weight
It's clear I lost my way
Deceit, decay
Decomposing

I thought I was an architect, but I was just moving dirt
Stacking mud over malice covered up, forming nothing but a pile of hurt
I hadn't been building
The time was spent digging
Boring the barriers that kept others away
The deeper the walls, the less anyone could hear, hear me fall

So now I know there is no one else to blame

Buried alive inside of my own grave
And there's no one else to blame
Buried alive inside of my own grave
Inside of my own grave

Beneath my lies
Delusional enough to think I'd designed something great
Like a giant headstone inscribed to describe my shameful fate
I hadn't been building
The time was spent digging
An ugly fate from which there was no way to escape
Nowhere left to hide and then finally forced to face what I'd become

Buried alive inside of my own grave
And there's no one else to blame
Buried alive inside of my own grave
What I'd become
Buried alive inside of my own grave

Beneath my pride, crushing me
Beneath my lies, collapsing
But we are still alive
We are still alive

Buried alive inside of my own grave
And there's no one else to blame
Buried alive inside of my own grave
My own grave

Buried alive inside of my own grave
And there's no one else to blame
The lies and the weight, I know I lost my way
What I'd become
Buried alive inside of my own grave
And there's no one else to blame
Buried alive, buried alive

Finally forced to face what I had become