Take your bones and dust off What's left of these de-composed hypocrisies And the rotten promises you couldn't keep Just like the way that your neck wears the rope That represents the life you try to choke Why can't you see there's more to this Under the weight of everything you feel inside Do you still have any hope or has it been buried alive You need to start to believe in yourself Because your living your life like your already dead One foot in the grave A headstone with your name That reads you spent half your life in the cemetery Take your heart and dust off what's been left of these Over-exposed atrocities and the same apologies you didn't need Just like the way the knife sits on your throat That represents the times when you can't cope Why can't you see there's more to this I know it's hard to breathe Under six foot of excuses But if you start to dig maybe then you'd see There's more to this So much more to this