Six Feet Deep & Dead

And in hell
It's more of the same from above
It's so close you can't tell
And in hell
The witches and demons don't dress up
They go as themselves
This is hell
The souls that you've hurt or abused
They are all there as well
You're in hell
The ones that you've loved were not there on the day that you fell
You fell
(Ahhh Ahhh)

A tragedy, a celebration, a psychological coping mechanism
We go along to forget we all move on
So in respect, for the victims
We choose a killer then we dress up like them
We're just like them

And the mask that was freaking me out
Was the one that was casting the doubt

Because the face in the mirror I see, was the thing that I could not believe
I was wearing no mask, it was me

Give it up, give it up
For the dead
(It's all in your head)
Give it up, give it up
Because you're next
(Ahhh)

Down below they know you go there now and then
And you'll be next in line when you're six feet deep and dead

This song is my reminder
Death is inevitable
For now I'll stick around
Touched the flames
When I was younger
Evil flirt fell in the gutter
To this day picking up those pieces
We are in pieces
And where have my friends gone
Walking these shadows alone

Am I still wearing a mask
Because I have no-one to ask
Unfortunately it's me

Give it up, give it up
For the dead
(It's all in your head)
Give it up, give it up
Because you're next
(Ahhh)

Down below they know you go there now and then
But you'll be next in line when you're six feet deep and dead

Give it up, give it up
For the dead
(It's all in your head)
Give it up, give it up
Because you're next
(Ahhh)

Down below they know you go there now and then
And you'll be next in line when you're six feet deep and dead