Bury Me

Oh my blood-stained teeth are hungry for something more than just the taste
Of all my failures and delusions the world throws in my face
Save your lashings for the righteous
I have seen my fall from grace
And the path of lone redemption begs to lead me from this place

And I give thanks for your destruction and doubt has set me free
And I swear this world will know my name before they bury me

Oh my broken heart beats ready to aid you in your darkest day
But, you chain me to your ankles drag me through this judgment race
Free my shame from your quotations look upon the hill and find
That your beautiful sins are hanging on the same damn cross as mine

Oh my blood-stained teeth are hungry for something more than just the taste
Of this poison, this anointment the world drips down my face
Save your your lashings for the righteous for I am broken in this place
And my faith has been as fleeting as a debt bound, poor man’s wage

And no thanks to your deception I have set my own self free
And I swear this world will know my name before they bury me

Maybe I am disillusioned, but I don’t need your sympathy
’Cause you dare to throw the book at me while drowning in complacency
And I pray the day I’ll finally breathe in a world that seeing its paralyzing need
To watch anything but their own wounds bleed before they bury me

So just bury me

Oh my blood-stained teeth are hungry for something more than just the taste
Of the self-righteous exclusions that consume this human race
Save your prayers for the perfect; save your nickles for the poor
For those who have all or none will surely beg for more

And as for me you’ll find I’m searching for a reason to believe
That love will find this world redeemed before they bury me