I've stopped being myself once again I'm telling my singer Sells stories that linger How do you remember the end? I'm so sick of giving in Take me where I want to be I know that I'll be free when I'm buried, buried, buried Six feet under me I've tapped to myself once again The sword cuts me deeper I'm now a believer My end is waiting to begin I'm so sick of giving in Take me where I want to be I know that I'll be free when I'm buried, buried, buried Six feet under me I'm so sick of giving in Take me where I want to be I know that I'll be free when I'm buried, buried, buried Six feet under me What's wrong with me? What's wrong with me? What's wrong with me? Every time I get a little faith I end up on my face What's wrong with me? Every time I get a little faith I end up on my face What's wrong with me? Every time I get a little faith I end up on my face And what's wrong with me? Every time I get a little faith I'm on my face I'm so sick of giving in Take me where I want to be I know that I'll be free when I'm buried, buried, buried Six feet under me I'm so sick of giving in Take me where I want to be I know that I'll be free when I'm buried, buried, buried Six feet under me