The Grid - Between The Buried And Me
Composer:Between The Buried And Me
Inhale
We take it all in
Prying hands mold
Inhale
Prying hands mold
We shape you
You'll never know
Distinct cries for help
Cries for help rain down on our vice
The device inside
Prying hand become old
Rebirth
Inhale
We take it all in
Dying hands mold inhale
Dying hands hold
We break you
You'll never know
Distinct cries for
Cries for help rain down
Judge not what we do
Judge what we feed
Judge not what we do
Judge what we feed
Mental transformation
We have become their memory
Mental transformation
We have become their memory
Step back and feel the sun
Step back and touch the end
We are in this together
Millions circling
Millions circling
Judge not what we do
Judge what we feed
Guilt surrounds
We pushed for a perfect life
We held you under and let you drown
Guilt surrounds
We pushed for a perfect life
We held you under and let you drown
Slowly submerge
Become your true self
Rain down on our vice
The device inside
Prying hands become old
Rebirth
Judge not what we do
Judge what we feed
Mental transformation
We have become their memory
Mental transformation
We have become their memory
The moon slides past the shoreline
It's crimson glows lives on
Please don't wait up for me
I've finally locked the door
Please don't wait up for me
I can now move on
We
Are in this
Together
We
Are in this
Together
We
Are in this
Together
Oh
We
Are in this
Together
We
Are in this
Together
Oh
We
Are in this
Together
Together
We
Are in this
Together
We
Are in this
Together