Lines of string at my feet,
I push and pull, I can't compete.
My hands replacing my head,
I dig and scream concrete defeats.
My heart is out on my sleeve
It stains and burns water returns.
Because there is no need for suspicion
I was trying to crawl a line
Between past and inconsistence
From what was my heart and demise
I can bury it oh, I can bury it oh, I can bury it oh,
Alive.
Treetops fall to the ground,
They stop and shake those old remains.
A little worm he fell out fast,
From leaves and bark he found my pains.
"Now why you frowning so strong?" Asked the old worm, he told me firm
There is no need for suspicion,
I was trying to crawl a line,
Between past and inconsistence
Deep down the bedrock took its life.
You can bury it oh, you can bury it oh, you can bury it oh,
Alive.
Honey bees in the box,
They pinch and preach venom on me.
The venom comes on so strong,
My blood stained box it fills my thoughts.
Because there is no need for suspicion,
I was trying to crawl a line,
Between past and inconsistence
Deep down the bedrock took its life.
You can bury it oh, you can bury it oh, you can it bury oh,
Alive.
