Live in a Hole

Full of grief I scream at the wind

Thought I heard the words of others

Imprison myself

And stay in a shell

I won't let you in to have a story to tell

Things tend to drag me down

Don't understand so they hate me now

My fear grips the will of stone

My grip fears I'll die alone

I promised myself somewhere in the teenage life

I'd never submit to the ones I will not be like

Live in a hole

But stay close to my kind

Cause they understand what burns in my mind

I still feel incomplete

Friends are few and far between

My fear grips the will of stone

My grip fears I'll die alone

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