Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song BURIED ALIVE, artist - Ryan Oakes. Date of issue: 07.01.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
BURIED ALIVE |
| Buried alive, don’t think that you won’t see my face again |
| Temporary demise |
| I rise for my revenge |
| ashes and then throw me in acid, I’ma tear you apart |
| I’m in a casket, it ain’t nothing but scratches |
| I never the type to chill, I do my best under pressure |
| I like to work until they have to call me out in a stretcher |
| I know that life’s a bitch, I never been too scared to upset her |
| 'Cause all the pain she gave me turned me to a national treasure |
| I went from being under the weather to taking over by storm |
| Went and built a better version of me from all the pieces that tore |
| They tried to drown me under that pressure when I wouldn’t conform |
| And when I rose from the grave a different day, a legend was born |
| I’m the devil in disguise, in my eyes you’ll see |
| Philosophical but none of that ever-better |
| I just wanna make a couple aims and layups |
| I’ll be grinding till I’m dying to get the better |
| Buried alive, don’t think that you won’t see my face again |
| Temporary demise |
| I rise for my revenge |
| and then throw me in acid, I’ma tear you apart |
| I’m in a casket, it ain’t nothing but scratches |
| They always label me the underdog, somehow I’m still winning |
| When they would stop to take a break I’d always break the speed limit |
| A bunch of copycats around me tryna go mock me and gimmick |
| Bitch I been one of a kind, no matter what, I cannot be mimicked |
| So get with it, I’m vicious, they can see I’m red in my vision |
| Superstition tells me that something deep inside of me’s wicked |
| Malicious people with twisted intentions always petitioned |
| What I was getting done if it left me in better condition, I’m livid |
| Demons in my mind tell me it’s what the world deserves |
| I put my heart and soul into it with no return |
| They didn’t let me off the bridges before they burned |
| Now I’m back for my revenge, all the tables turned |
| Buried alive, don’t think that you won’t see my face again |
| Temporary demise |
| I rise for my revenge |
| and then throw me in acid, I’ma tear you apart |
| I’m in a casket, it ain’t nothing but scratches |