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Gravely Ill

 

Gravely Ill

(álbum: So Much Blood - 2022)


My brain is digging holes
The body say embrace it
Life is taking tolls
And I don't wanna face it
Put flowers on my soul
Get the coffin with a clear view
But is it time to go
Put it all into the rearview
I been up in these trenches
Suicidal on my best day
I been parked here and sitting idle
Hammer cocked on the expressway
I got a monkey on my back
He an eight-hundred pound gorilla
With that itchy trigger finger
And yeah I know he down to kill
I ride with the Reaper, always seeking
And ya know he about to try
To hit it with the heat then leave me leaking
Bleeding out, about to die
See them things, and they steady creeping
Monsters ready to arrive
Drag me down into the deep
And where nobody ever dive
Then they show me my fate
All the darkness surround
You see, I know it's too late
When ya six feet under the ground
Nothing inside of this place
But all the sin and the bones
No lying, I am afraid
Because I know that I'm not alone
Inside my

Graveyard, fall asleep with the dead, inside the
Graveyard, buried deep in your head, inside the
Graveyard, nobody ever gonna leave, nah
When they throw the dirt on you forever
Gonna be inside the graveyard

Silence from the crowd
A sermon from the family
These thoughts are getting loud
And drowning out the sanity
A shovel in the earth
For digging up a tragedy
Then shovel in the dirt
Just to cover up reality
Prescription for the symptom
Meant to numb hallucinations
Injected in a victim
No rejection from the patient
Trust the source of a divorce
From having lethal consequences
Keep your concerns up on the porch
'Cause bitch we out here mending fences
Try to believe in a seasoned thesis
That these things ain't in control
We ain't gon' leave deceased in pieces
Doing little to console
All these leaches and these creatures
From them finally taking hold
Drag us down into the deep
And where nobody ever go
Then they show you a scene
Ya body in stasis
Fall in deeper you seen
All the bodies and faces
Then when you try to scream
They don't notice the sound
Reaching out for they help
As they all lower you down inside the

Graveyard, fall asleep with the dead, inside the
Graveyard, buried deep in your head, inside the
Graveyard, nobody ever gonna leave, nah
When they throw the dirt on you forever
Gonna be inside the graveyard

Graveyard
Graveyard
When they throw the dirt on you forever
Gonna be inside the graveyard

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