Well, you just sit and wonder why That every time you start to cry The memories and pain come running home
Well, maybe you've got too much pride I can see that you hurt inside There's no way that you can right your wrong
Well, your lonely hours are becoming whole days The pressure's clamping down Someday soon it's gonna drive you Into the ground, yeah
Now deep inside your private dreams You found that life's not what it seems Never let your thoughts rise to the top And now I hope I've answered why Next time that you sit and cry 'Cause you want me back, can't open up
Well, your axis of thoughts has started falling apart Your comprehension drowns You better run for your shell Sack into the ground
Your glass stays half empty But mine stays half full The sheep will always be shorn As the wolves move in for the kill, yeah
Into the ground Into the ground Into the ground, yeah Into the ground, yeah Alright!
Compositores: Victor Griffin, Greg Turley & Bobby Liebling