Underground

And you can't see yourself in the mirror anymore
and you're alone and green and cold as the sea
and if you go down i will follow you underground
And you can't close your eyes anymore
and you can't dream alone
just because you're fuc*** up doesn't mean it's ok
to stand around pulling down the roof with your hands (hoping nobody notices)
But if you guffaw, i will fill your mouth the sour taste
And you can't hear yourself anymore
and you can't sing alone
What makes you think i won't ridicule you?
what makes you think i'll avoid you?
what makes you think i'll steal your fingerprints?
what makes you think i will forget this?
what makes you think i won't hurt you?
what makes you think i won't cut you?
And you just plead for a dirty time
and bleed with confess like you seem depressed
and you need me, ohh
and if you guffaw i will fill your mouth with a sour taste
and if you rile i will beat you there on a higher plane
and if you go down i will bury you underground