How's it feel to live on the edge of the knife?
No consequences, we're born into this
Dull on the end, they're out to get us
Dull on the end, they're out to get us

I sleep the days away
Paralyzed and weighed down
I sleep the days away
No one can save us now

Shoveling away the dirt
I won't forgive you for
What you've done
Without this feeling
What am I here for?
You can find me
Digging, digging
Digging my own grave

My faith has left me, there's no other way
I've searched for reason, but I've chosen to pay
My sins will haunt my soul until the day my memories
My memories fade away