Living Breathing Something

Question everything
Have I already been buried?
I can see no light but I am still stuck here breathing
Maybe a wretch like me is supposed to stay forever buried
So you can see the analogy of what happens
When you keep things buried beneath, buried beneath
I have been buried for years, but why am I still breathing?
I don’t make mistakes, I bury them
Suffocating soul that the devil just won’t claim
Suffocating soul that the devil just won’t claim
I dug this grave, now it’s time to tell the truth from it
I dug this grave, now it’s time to tell the truth from it
You put one foot on the lid, when did I let it close?
One foot on the lid, 5 feet left to go
Forgive your enemies but never forget their names
Suffocating soul that the devil won’t claim
Suffocating soul that the devil won’t claim
I don’t know if I believe in you anymore
But everything needs an analogy