We are all slaves
Digging our own graves
In church yards while the priests
Cast judgment on our beliefs

Because Christ laid down his hands and feet
So I would always fall asleep
And in this slumber suffocate
On the dirt suppressing my lungs

I'm not dead yet
I'm just trying to wake up

I'm not dead yet
I'm just trying to wake up

The gun is perched between my teeth
The cold metallic taste on my lips
Lets me go free
Lets me go free

The gun is perched between my teeth
The bullet is lodged inside of me
I go free
I go free

You turn back your eyes
There is nothing but silence
We dream of this moment all the time
It's simply a naked califaction

And it distracts our minds
From the fundamental meaning of life
That we are nothing
That we are all victims of suicide

But we are not dead yet
We are just trying to wake up

But I'm not dead yet
I'm just trying to find my gun

The gun is perched between my teeth
The cold metallic taste on my lips
Lets me go free
Lets me go free

The gun is perched between my teeth
The bullet is lodged inside of me
I go free
I go free

I know I am alive
By realizing that I am dead inside
I scream at the top of my lungs
My senses acknowledge I am alive

But I continue to drown in the emptiness
Brought by a mundane and sensuous feeling
That my sadness translates
Into transcendence


Lyrics submitted by etherealmorning

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