In My Chest Is a Grave - Davey Suicide

You said I’d never survive, dreaming kept me alive

Every step of my life

Skipped confirmation day, 16 a runaway

Living this nasty dream

Shrinks try to tell me I’m normal

Skin’s thick like I am immortal

In my chest is a grave

I’ll burry every thought of you

I won’t ever be a slave

I’ll burry every thought of you

Parents fought all of the time, 2 weeks at either home

Slept on the streets alone

I’d disappear for weeks, wouldn’t pick up the phone

My life became my pen and paper, now it is my home

Inside I knew this wasn’t normal

In my chest is a grave

I’ll burry every thought of you

I won’t ever be a slave

I’ll burry every thought of you

In my chest is a grave

I’ll burry every thought of you

In my chest is a grave

I’ll burry every thought of you

I won’t ever be a slave

I’ll burry every thought of you

Fighting, and tears we shed

These nails became my bed

Explode, took all I can

This boy, became a man

Walk away, the memory lives

Shovel dirt, we all forgive

Fireworks, light up the sky

Shut the coffin, let it die

Fighting, and tears we shed

These nails became my bed

Explode, took all I can

This boy, became a man

Walk away, the memory lives

Shovel dirt, we all forgive

Fireworks, light up the sky

Shut the coffin, let it die

In my chest is a grave

In my chest is a grave