Scratching at the Surface
Why can't I see? Why can't I hear?
(This wooden box you built of slander won't keep me inside)
You look away, you ridicule
(How dare you say you know me? You don't even know yourself)
Why can't you cope, why can't you heal?
(Do you even try to take the time to lick your wounds?)
I dim the light, I hide my fear
(I'm trapped inside your design give me time and you'll be mine)
Your keys, my cage
Lower me down to my grave
Your mind is stuck in a place so hollow
You think you're heaven, but you're ground zero
Just below your halo
Is there even a sign of sorrow?
Why can't I live? Why can't I breathe?
(Bordered in rope and twine, I'm framed, now show me where to hang)
I pull the plug, I disappear
(Strung up, strung out, I've got another nail for you to drive in)
Your keys, my cage
Lower me down to my grave
I just don't wanna lay here sinking
I'm underground, but my arms are reaching
Your nail, my coffin
You call me dead, but it's you who's rotten
Your mind is stuck in a place so hollow
You think you're heaven, but you're ground zero
Just below your halo
Is there even a sign of sorrow?
If you could open up your eyes
Buried beneath, if you could only reach me
If you could see through my disguise
You only seem to be scratching at the surface
I just don't wanna lay here sinking
I'm underground, but my arms are reaching
Your nail, my coffin
You call me dead, but it's you who's rotten
Your mind is stuck in a place so hollow
You think you're heaven, but you're ground zero
Just below your halo
Is there even a sign of sorrow?
If you could open up your eyes
Buried beneath, if you could only reach me
If you could see through my disguise
You only seem to be scratching at the surface
You only seem to be scratching at the surface
You only seem to be scratching at the surface
(This wooden box you built of slander won't keep me inside)
You look away, you ridicule
(How dare you say you know me? You don't even know yourself)
Why can't you cope, why can't you heal?
(Do you even try to take the time to lick your wounds?)
I dim the light, I hide my fear
(I'm trapped inside your design give me time and you'll be mine)
Your keys, my cage
Lower me down to my grave
Your mind is stuck in a place so hollow
You think you're heaven, but you're ground zero
Just below your halo
Is there even a sign of sorrow?
Why can't I live? Why can't I breathe?
(Bordered in rope and twine, I'm framed, now show me where to hang)
I pull the plug, I disappear
(Strung up, strung out, I've got another nail for you to drive in)
Your keys, my cage
Lower me down to my grave
I just don't wanna lay here sinking
I'm underground, but my arms are reaching
Your nail, my coffin
You call me dead, but it's you who's rotten
Your mind is stuck in a place so hollow
You think you're heaven, but you're ground zero
Just below your halo
Is there even a sign of sorrow?
If you could open up your eyes
Buried beneath, if you could only reach me
If you could see through my disguise
You only seem to be scratching at the surface
I just don't wanna lay here sinking
I'm underground, but my arms are reaching
Your nail, my coffin
You call me dead, but it's you who's rotten
Your mind is stuck in a place so hollow
You think you're heaven, but you're ground zero
Just below your halo
Is there even a sign of sorrow?
If you could open up your eyes
Buried beneath, if you could only reach me
If you could see through my disguise
You only seem to be scratching at the surface
You only seem to be scratching at the surface
You only seem to be scratching at the surface
Credits
Writer(s): Crispin Earl, Tristen German
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