Living Breathing Something - The Color Morale

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