Escape
This is just a grave for the way
Life was meant to be
Dig beneath my flesh so I know that It's more than just just skin deep
We're spinnin'
Round and round
Full circle
Here we go again
I can't escape
Use me as a means to justify the end
Don't bite the feeding hand
There is a spark I refuse
To let burn out
Cause if we open our hearts
well we can open up our minds
If we keep our mouths shut
I swear we'll be fine
Silent and so cold
Because I've always known I'd trudge this road alone
On my own, no direction to show
Back to zero, still nowhere bound
Muted was golden
I should've known it
What
The
Fuck
This is just a grave for the way
Life was meant to be
Dig beneath my flesh so I know that It's more than just skin deep
Skeletons makes homes in the closets Of all that you've outgrown
Skeletons makes homes in the closets Of all that you've outgrown
Hang me up high
Skeletons makes homes in the closets Of all that we've outgrown
I'm just a bag of bones
Skeletons makes homes in the closets Of all that we've outgrown
So dig me out of the ground
Point me out of my own head now
Before I'm better off in the ground
I'm so high that I can't look down
Stick with me or don't stick around now
This life is
Just a grave
A tomb for my hopes to lay
This life is
Just a grave
Someday I'll make my escape
YEAH
Life was meant to be
Dig beneath my flesh so I know that It's more than just just skin deep
We're spinnin'
Round and round
Full circle
Here we go again
I can't escape
Use me as a means to justify the end
Don't bite the feeding hand
There is a spark I refuse
To let burn out
Cause if we open our hearts
well we can open up our minds
If we keep our mouths shut
I swear we'll be fine
Silent and so cold
Because I've always known I'd trudge this road alone
On my own, no direction to show
Back to zero, still nowhere bound
Muted was golden
I should've known it
What
The
Fuck
This is just a grave for the way
Life was meant to be
Dig beneath my flesh so I know that It's more than just skin deep
Skeletons makes homes in the closets Of all that you've outgrown
Skeletons makes homes in the closets Of all that you've outgrown
Hang me up high
Skeletons makes homes in the closets Of all that we've outgrown
I'm just a bag of bones
Skeletons makes homes in the closets Of all that we've outgrown
So dig me out of the ground
Point me out of my own head now
Before I'm better off in the ground
I'm so high that I can't look down
Stick with me or don't stick around now
This life is
Just a grave
A tomb for my hopes to lay
This life is
Just a grave
Someday I'll make my escape
YEAH
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Writer(s): Scottie Riehle
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