Buried

Took a trip to the top of the hill
You won’t believe what I found
Somebody’s deepest, darkest secrets buried in the ground
Skeletons and lots of them are buried underneath
And if you don’t believe me look at all the cobwebs and the teeth
My eyes are closing my brains exploding
I can’t keep up with the lack of knowing the things that lay below me as I try
to leave
Passage ways to the unknown my mind goes places I don’t wanna go
I’ll be the one to see the fucked up shit in front of me
In the darkest hour of the night they choose not to hide from me
I can see the alcohol they drink as it drains through ribs and in between
Whats real? Whats true? The answer is lost
What’s fake? What’s wrong? What we came across
And if you don’t believe me listen in the dark for screams
My eyes are closing my brains exploding
I can’t keep up with the lack of knowing the things that lay below me as I try
to leave
Passage ways to the unknown my mind goes places I don’t wanna go
I’ll be the one to see the fucked up shit in front of me
Buried
What we can’t see