My life is like a body bag
It sucks me in and I cannot get out
I break my nails trying to rip the sack
Six feet under, down and out
My life is like a body bag
It sucks me in and I cannot get out
I break my nails trying to rip the sack
Six feet under down and out
It sucks me in and I cannot get out
I cuss, I fuss, I scream and shout
I cannot escape from this shallow grave
I call to the lord but he will not save me
It feels like I am being buried alive
How the hell am I supposed to thrive
The smoke has not cleared so I am still blind
I am struggling with my ill, ill mind
My life is like a body bag
It sucks me in and I cannot get out
I break my nails trying to rip the sack
Six feet under down and out
I need somebody to lift this fog
Mental illness is the master and I am the dog
He ties me to a post and I cannot escape
In my bowl for scraps I have to scrape
How am I supposed to get out of this hole
My heart right now feels real cold
I need to find a new way out of this bag
My life right now is such a drag
My life is like a body bag
It sucks me in and I cannot get out
I break my nails trying to rip the sack
Six feet under down and out
My life is like a body bag
It sucks me in and I cannot get out
I break my nails trying to rip the sack
Six feet under down and out
Six feet under down and out