Buried alive in my own home Mouth filled with dirt And I can’t fucking breathe On life’s edge With air running thin Choking on my own words and spit My lungs are empty, my eyes are closing Feel the weight of this world on my fucking back My skin turns black, my mouth sewn shut Feel the weight of it all Can’t breathe Can’t speak Can’t think Can’t breathe My open casket draws flies Spectators surrounding me Phones out and camera on To document my decay The sounds of my shallow chest are bellowing holes into my eardrums The beat of blood through my heart Slowing to an agonizing crawl Buried alive in my own home These walls we once shared Are now a prison I can’t breathe , I can’t fucking breathe These walls we once shared are now my tomb My vision fading to black I hear the sounds of their laugh I feel my sanity start to crack This life I once held dear Overridden by fear Can’t live another fucking year Buried alive in my own home These walls are caving in Your smile suffocates me Claustrophobic