You'd better hope your only choice is to die
Being
I'm digging way in deeper
Way faster than ever before
I want to kill, to throw against the wall
Hole
[Instrumental]
I see the tracers it leaves in the sky
A
Stop everything you do
Take a step outside and look
I see you now
I see you clear
I've touched
All I see is sand in my eye
All I
Walking through life with blinders on
Trying not to get
[Instrumental]
The downhill slope I'm standing on is starting to hurt
They say that mental deficiency
Is wind in your mind
And if