Buried

you've twisted words, you've broken bonds, another day you'll bury me your words are pointed like the f**king teeth, the teeth you'll dig into my neck and if you had the chance, would you f**king kill? come on. would you f**king kill? if you had the chance would you f**king kill me and stab me in the back? you've twisted words, you've broken bonds you think your god? i wonder why that you try to deny, that you pray i'll lose it all. i wonder why you try to deny that you pray i'll f**king die. the walls are closing in. im buried.