buried alive

" underneath it all,
i'm finding it hard to breath...

i was climbing up the wrong side of this collapsing hole
when i tried to get you to notice me,
i should have looked to someone else

all my energy and time spent clawing
at a crumbling wall was in vain -
the only thing i proved to myself was
how heartless you are
and now niave i was to believe that
my screaming and thrashing arms
could have even turned your head.

you jut sat there and pretended
you didn't know i was crazy about you

well, don't bother yourself now,
i found a way to breath,
a way to pull myself up...
even you couldn't bury me alive"

ac - june 2004


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