Crypt
Take all this bullshit that surrounds me
And put me back me back in the crypt
Where you found me
Born in debt
That follows to death
Arbitrary bounds
Placed to keep you down
A hollow gestapo
White gloved hands
Will not save you
Oh, but they'll insist
It's only but a gift
Heed not the tyrant's call
Think for self
Wasted your life on shit
Tell me was it worth it
This crypt was built for all
No justice will find your soul
You pray you're worth it
You're wrong
This crypt will bury us all
And put me back me back in the crypt
Where you found me
Born in debt
That follows to death
Arbitrary bounds
Placed to keep you down
A hollow gestapo
White gloved hands
Will not save you
Oh, but they'll insist
It's only but a gift
Heed not the tyrant's call
Think for self
Wasted your life on shit
Tell me was it worth it
This crypt was built for all
No justice will find your soul
You pray you're worth it
You're wrong
This crypt will bury us all
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Writer(s): Austin Velding
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