"Bury Myself" lyrics

"Bury Myself"

I've lived a life that's been full of death
Gotta suck it up I'm still full of breath
I done done it all but ain't do my best
Yea I acted foolish can't fool myself huh
Who is next I don't wanna know
I'mma spend my time like I'm gonna go
Tell 'em all that I love 'em before the chance is gone
Could be the last song so let's dance along
Turn it up drown the drama out
Gonna write my next album at my momma house
Another broken promise another pill pop
Got me wondering when will it for real stop
Shattered home on that hilltop
Another shallow grave fulla deep love
A silent cry from a teary eye who wish they had a chance so they could speak up
Keep your picture on the fireplace
Them memories burn it's a cold game
Truth hurts but I bare the pain tell it how it is baby no shame
Be disrespectful if I lie to you
It's a short trip we just riding through
Feeling low 'cause the high is cool
Better learn from life or you die a fool

Yea them dollars really don't make sense
Love will leave you confused
The futures empty when you speak in past tense
Back then I never thought that we would make It this far
Now I wonder if we'll ever see tomorrow

I done buried too many to be worried 'bout death
I'mma cherish all the time I got left, what's next?
Make it right with the ones that are weighing on my chest
I've already dug my own grave so I'm gonna bury myself

I done buried too many to be worried 'bout death
I'mma cherish all the time I got left, what's next?
Make it right with the ones that are weighing on my chest
I've already dug my own grave so I'm gonna bury myself

When I leave this earth I'll leave properly
No regrets and no apologies
No hard feelings, animosity
Fill my songs full of my philosophy
Refuse to be another novelty
I might never profit from my prophecies
Loyalty is a Commodity so all the rare breeds are in the nose bleeds
Cashing in on camaraderie while they set the stage with their mockery
Rather have my soul in my property then to sell it all for popularity
So them death threats ain't scaring me
Dug my own hole ya can't bury me
Got it on my own I'm gonna have to die for anyone to ever say they carried me
They say quality over quantity was never satisfied inside poverty
But honestly you want my honesty those obstacles were always obsolete
Fell a hundred times landed on my feet
Standing 10 tall even 6 deep
Sing my battle cry while my kids weep til my last breath while they lip sync

Yea them dollars really don't make sense
Love will leave you confused
The futures empty when you speak in past tense
Back then I never thought that we would make It this far
Now I wonder if we'll ever see tomorrow

I done buried too many to be worried 'bout death
I'mma cherish all the time I got left, what's next?
Make it right with the ones that are weighing on my chest
I've already dug my own grave so I'm gonna bury myself

I done buried too many to be worried 'bout death
I'mma cherish all the time I got left, what's next?
Make it right with the ones that are weighing on my chest
I've already dug my own grave so I'm gonna bury myself


Writer(s): William Jr Curtis Harness
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