buried

it's a beautiful world, that's been corrupted by the greed and hatred, inhaling and choking on the ashes of a burning nation, fire in your heart, you're striving for something other, than treading to the surface of the darkness of the murky water, manic depressant, you look at death as a blessing, you say fuck the world, fuck morality and life lessons, but hang tight, reach for the sky, stars only shine in the blackest nights, stay true, you'll pull through, gotta walk in the dark to find the light, slowly dying, the inside no longer in tact, i spit right in the devil's face but then he fires back, you ain't shit, you'll never make it, numb to the pain, i'm faceless, god help me find the peace of mind, i've been searching for ages, finally stranded in the sea, surrounded by my enemies, i just can't break free from the anchors, and the fear that's stopping me, i've been knocked down, i've been knocked out, i came to, then blacked out, searching for the sunlight, through an endless sky of grey clouds, i've got to get away, i've got to get away, i've got to get away, i've got to get away, if what doesn't kill you makes you stronger, why am i so weak, a tortured child asking mercy, with no voice to speak, i'm a lost soul with no bones, i'm nothing but a mindless drone, crawling down an endless road, will i ever find my way home, will i ever find a higher place that i envisioned, i'm suffering from memories, that i forgot existed, begging for this rope around my chest, to break so i can breathe, shouting at the earth from space, nobody that can hear me scream, i gave up, i gave in, these padded walls have caved in, i'm crying out for the arms of a saint, to wrap me in salvation, i pour my soul into a cup of liquid regret, i choke it down and chase it, with what little hope i have left, a hopeless pessimist, restless, i ride waves of insanity, desperately in search of a thief, that stole my clarity, it's clear to me, that digging deep, only gets you farther from destiny, buried by my haunting past, i let it get the best of me, out of the ground, we were taken for the dust we are, the wind will carry us to wounded cells, and heal the scars, a dying patient, a death bed has never brought him, this much comfort, his fading mind is still as sharp, as the knife he goes under, vital signs still show no signs of stopping, his heart beats on, the final resting place, of where his final breath was drawn, closure, a smile from across the face of a broken man, the blinding light of the other side, is shining through, new life begins, new hopes, new dreams, he's been through hell and back it seems, he finally finds the peace of mind, he's been chasing relentlessly, i've got to get away, i've got to get away, i've got to get away, i've got to get away