As I Lay Dying - “My Own Grave“

the lies, the weight, deceit, decay the lies, the weight it’s clear i lost my way deceit, decay decomposing i thought i was an architect but i was just moving dirt stacking mud over malice covered-up forming nothing but a pile of hurt i hadn’t been building (building) the time was spent digging (digging) boring the barriers that kept others away (away) the deeper the walls the less anyone could hear (hear me) fall so now i know there is no one else to blame buried alive inside of my own grave and there’