Live In a Hole

Full of grief I scream at the wind
Thought I heard the words of others

Imprison myself
And stay in a shell
I won't let you in to have a story to tell

Things tend to drag me down
Don't understand so they hate me now
My fear grips the will of stone
My grip fears I'll die alone

I promised myself somewhere in the teenage life
I'd never submit to the ones I will not be like

Live in a hole
But stay close to my kind
Cause they understand what burns in my mind

I still feel incomplete
Friends are few and far between
My fear grips the will of stone
My grip fears I'll die alone



Credits
Writer(s): Rex Brown, Philip Anselmo, Darrell Lance Abbott, Vincent Paul Abbott
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