doing my part, keeping my heart together Grip glue, from the start In this dark, I can't breathe no more, wondering what this life's for Living six feet under
hard to beat Till the other side retreats Under six feet beneath C'mon Verse Two: Mark Curry I told u that is a saw I wore I'm a kill When the rebel
pit crushing of their bones severing and Disposing of the mangled tragedy Changing methods of their torture, burning of my victims, six feet under