Dead In The Dirt - Fit For An Autopsy

Dead in the dirt

Leave me be

Now I breathe the air

That the demons breathe

And they sing to me

So don’t pull me up

From the bottom

The filth

I need to stay

I’ve been to the surface

Oh, and its just pushed me away

Further from grace

What a disgusting fucking place

We’ve carved into the landscape

Stuffed with disease and decay

Bleeding out as clear as day

Hell has it’s hooks in me

So bury me in the back of the forest

Down in the mud

I’ll find my peace

Just bury me in the back of the forest

And don’t ever come looking for me

I’ll find my peace

Hell has it’s hooks in me

Dead in the dirt

Leave me be

Now I breathe the air

That the demons breathe

And they sing to me

So don’t pull me up

From the bottom

The filth

I need to stay

I’ve been to the surface

Oh, and its just pushed me away

So bury me in the back of the forest

Down in the mud

I’ll find my peace

Just bury me in the back of the forest

And don’t ever come looking for me

Hell has it’s hooks in me