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Dig me out of this hole
I'm sick and feel alone
But I digress
I'm not a mess, just a victim of circumstance

Yesterday, I found a place inside
Because I won't run
So I need to hide
From these feelings of guilt and grief that govern my life
There's no relief

Alive and well is what I tell myself
There's nothing left
But apathy and fucking stress
Alive and well is what I tell myself
Not a mess, just a victim of circumstance

Fuck everything
Fuck everything that you own
Fuck everything
Fuck everything that you stand for
You fucked with me everyday
Further, further
It's a failure to breathe, and I'm drowning
So give me the fucking rope
And wrap it around my neck

Still I remain entrusted in this
System of guilt
I sealed my fate
When I called this place my home
I suppose I would
Take it back if I thought I could
Never the less we trudge on
In the land of sad and numb

Alive and well
I'm gone, you're nothing
I've gone away
Not gonna sleep today
I can't sleep anymore
I've gone away
But I think it's better off this way
Fuck everything
Fuck everything that you own
Fuck everything
Fuck everything that you stand for
You fucked with me everyday
Further, further
It's a failure to breathe
And I'm drowning

My fate is sealed
This is me dug in
Nowhere to go but down
In the land of doom and gloom