Six feet deep, and its gettin' harder breathe
Another sixteen deep and its gettin' harder and harder to breathe
Give it all you got (it's not enough)

Call it what you want, but we're all speakin' the same tongue
I'm just the artist writin to rhythm of napalm
Smoke fillin' the room up hope to consume a quick buzz
To capture a colourful past with a box of new crayons
If sleep could bring me a dream I'd be happy to save one
Count sheep to infinity but the sandman never comes
Figured the.. wolves found themselves something to eat
Now they're wearing the skin of their feast
I'm in open water, swimmin with chum
Told the truth but not the answer you're looking for
The deeper meaning buried six feet after the trap door
Lookin' to satisfy that itch in my spinal cord
But these words only reciprocate with a double edged sword
More damage done the longer sharpened on the writer's block
Always losing battles when decided by a coin toss
Bright ideas gone straight down the black hole
No longer any light at the end of this carpel tunnel

Six feet deep, and its gettin' harder breathe
Another sixteen feet deep and its gettin' harder and harder
Give it all you got (it's not enough)

Only a cut above the bottom of the barrel
Practise makes less crap, on our grizzly soundin' so feral
Distracted by every crater in the path, examined through the hubble
Splittin hairs with a sledgehammer, I'm not tryin' to be subtle
Take life by the throat when breathing comes with a struggle
Clear the air out, filter it down to a notch in the belt buckle
The mortar and pastels, grindin' to make the craft sell
Greeted by helping hand here to push you down the stairwell
All thumbs so the scales never goin' his way
The dog days are over now they're comin for his last leg
One step closer to never makin' it home safe
Hard to speak no evil when it's all you got left to say
Giving the cold shoulder to my blessing in disguise
Shape shift out the current plot so the curse couldn't change sides
Never lookin' back after recovery from the crash
One day soon to be the sharpest needle out the hay stack

Six feet deep, and its gettin' harder
Another sixteen feet deep and its gettin' and harder to breathe
Give it all you got (it's not enough)