Song Lyrics
as the undertow is pulling me down
i can feel i m getting smaller
By the time i reach tomorrow, there s a snare in the forest
But i won t dig my own grave, don t disengage, under brush where you want me to play
I thought he d never take it this far, with your cross examination, i can feel i m getting smaller
By the time i reach tomorrow, but i won t dig my own grave, with your cross examination
When it travels like the clouds floating away, i can feel i m getting smaller, when i travel like the clouds floating away
by the time i reach tomorrow
you can t finger what you filter
when it travels like the clouds floating away
with your cross examination
with your cross examination
I can feel i m getting smaller, is your pride too big to swallow
But i won t dig my own grave, i thought he d never take it this far, i can see where this is going
don t disengage
as your twisting every word that i say
Know what s true, i won t be me any way
When i travel like the clouds floating away, as your twisting every word that i say
when it travels like the clouds floating away
I m receding in the teeth of your plow, when i travel like the clouds floating away
I thought he d never take it this far, but i won t dig my own grave, won t dig my own grave
Did you figure i would falter, i can feel i m getting smaller
Is your pride too big to swallow, i can see where this is going
Know what s true, won t dig my own grave, but i wont dig my own grave
Is your pride too big to swallow, as the undertow is pulling me down
will you be there in the you
I m receding in the teeth of your plow, by the time i reach tomorrow Bayonne, did you figure i would falter
i m receding in the teeth of your plow
Won t dig my own grave, by the time i reach tomorrow Bayonne, i thought he d never take it this far
And i m not collecting sorrow, i can see where this is going
will you be there in the you
Don t disengage, i won t be me any way, i can see where this is going
There s a snare in the forest, don t disengage
but i wont dig my own grave
There s a snare in the forest, as the undertow is pulling me down
Will you be there in the you, did you figure i would falter, i won t be me any way
Don t disengage, by the time i reach tomorrow Bayonne, will you be there in the you
but i wont dig my own grave
when it travels like the clouds floating away
Don t disengage, but i wont dig my own grave
And i m not collecting sorrow, as your twisting every word that i say
And i m not collecting sorrow, i can see where this is going
with your cross examination
With your cross examination, by the time i reach tomorrow Elysian, don t disengage
By the time i reach tomorrow, i can see where this is going
With your cross examination, did you figure i would falter, when i travel like the clouds floating away
I thought he d never take it this far, i thought he d never take it this far
Know what s true, will you be there in the you, with your cross examination
By the time i reach tomorrow, you can t finger what you filter Elysian, i thought he d never take it this far
I can feel i m getting smaller, i won t be me any way
But i wont dig my own grave, but i wont dig my own grave
Did you figure i would falter, as the undertow is pulling me down
