Buried Alive

(álbum: The Restoration Of Chaos & Order - 2006)

He sticks to the back streets
And the alleys
He sees through black eyes
Moving through shadows
From battles
He's scarring inside
He knows the hallways
He always
Avoids the south side
And they find him
'Cause sometimes
There's nowhere to hide

The fist feels so lonely
And everyone's watching
The fist feels so lonely
Their eyes are exhausting
Inside, something dies
He's buried alive

Buried alive
Buried alive
Buried alive

They brag about it
They shout it
Now "faggot's" his name
He hears the girls laugh
As they pass
The blood tastes like shame
He won't give them
What they want
And scream out in pain
Now he's naming
His bullets
And he's taking aim

The fist feels so lonely
And everyone's watching
The fist feels so lonely
Their eyes are exhausting
Inside, something dies
He's buried alive

Buried alive
Buried alive
Buried alive

Now they say he
Was crazy
No, pushed to the edge
They all comfort
The children
The hallways are red
And the bullies
Know the truth, but
It's all left unsaid
The children
Know the truth
It's stuck in their heads

The fist feels so lonely
And everyone's watching
The fist feels so lonely
Their eyes are exhausting
Inside, something dies
He's buried alive

Buried alive
Buried alive
Buried alive

The fist feels so lonely
And everyone's watching
The fist feels so lonely
Their eyes are exhausting
Inside, something dies
He's buried alive

Buried alive
Buried alive
Buried alive