Day after day I dig further down this hole that I have made, and I don't know I don't know if each fistful I take brings me closer to my goal or to a grave. I'm in the black hole that you left me in, Digging to try to leave you behind. I'm in the black hole you left me in, Trying to get you out of my mind, before I bury myself alive. I am the prey, swimming circles in a fishbowl on display. And I'm stuck here always, in a struggle to breathe Under an avalanche that won't stop falling. Does this hole Lead straight to hell? Cause I'm falling And all I know is lost under a black hole
