Underground

Down where the shackles meet my skin
The flesh it's tearing is paper thin
I wish I'd been luckier than those who hide their woes
And where the water greets the grass
Where I stood and watched them pass
Mistaken for another fading shade
My victims never made a sound
Even when I took them underground
You got to climb those prison walls
In your head you make them small
But when they catch you at the bottom, they'll take you back
Back in the alleys of your mind
You tell yourself you're doing fine
But you can't escape the fact that you're giving in
All the dumb people of the town
I know they never will find out
The dimensions of this room
Predict a certain kind of doom
For the unsuspecting people I've chosen to
Give me a chance to make me smile
Cause you know it's been awhile
I'm so close to finding comfort with the dead...



Credits
Writer(s): Keith Justin Mccurdy
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