down in a cold dirty well

, painted a picture of how it's supposed to turn out, down in a cold dirty well and i cannot climb out, can't see no light, can't hear no bells, they walk right over me, can't hear my yells, they state me missing and search all over the town, look left and then right but don't ever look down, dig me my grave, i won't be saved, no i won't be saved, so dig me my grave, helpless, hopeless, cold and lonely, only you can save me now, trembling and shivering, scared, i want this all to end if only you could hear me now, my mind is spinning around and around, i'm on my way down, the louder i yell, the deeper i sink, closer to hell, far from my instincts, i'm on my way down, and i will never feel that beat again, i will never see the light and i will never hear those bells ringing, dig me my grave, cause i won't be saved, i won't be saved so dig me my grave, down in a cold dirty well and i cannot climb out