Well, you just sit and wonder why
That every time you start to cry
The memories and pain [bad word] home

Well, maybe you've got too much pride
I can see that you hurt inside
There's no way that you can right your wrong

Well, your lonely hours are [bad word] whole days
The pressure's clamping down
Someday soon it's gonna drive you
Into the ground, yeah

Now deep inside your private dreams
You found that life's not what it seems
Never let your thoughts rise to the top
And now I hope I've answered why
Next time that you sit and cry
'Cause you want me back, can't open up

Well, your axis of thoughts has started falling apart [bad word] drowns
You [bad word] for your shell
Sack into the ground

Your glass stays half empty
But mine stays half full
The sheep will always be shorn
As the wolves move in for the kill, yeah

Into the ground
Into the ground
Into the ground, yeah
Into the ground, yeah
Alright!