Buried Alive

We are born with the gift of gold
But some with shame just leave the cold
Afraid to shine, so they hide it every day
Men like these live underground
Buried under all the doubt
Afraid to die, so they just live in their grave
And I was buried alive
And couldn’t breathe the air that we were meant to breathe
But I wasn’t gonna die
Because the world had tried to take it off of me
We are born to a world of light
But some have darkness in their eyes
Afraid to see what they might find on the way
Men can’t see through the walls of wood
Six feet under a pile of dirt
Afraid to live, so they just lie in the grave
And I was buried alive
And couldn’t breathe the air that we were meant to breathe
But I wasn’t gonna die
Because the world had tried to take it off of me
And I was buried alive
And couldn’t breathe the air that we were meant to breathe
But I wasn’t gonna die
Because the world had tried to take it off of me
And I was buried alive
And couldn’t breathe the air that we were meant to breathe
But I wasn’t gonna die
Because the world had tried to take it off of me