Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Six Feet Under, artist - Silent Theory. Date of issue: 26.04.2020
Song language: English
Six Feet Under |
| Have we had enough yet? |
| Are we having fun yet? |
| Have we had enough yet? |
| Repetition starting to get underneath your skin? |
| Let’s all get antiquated dressed in seven second grief |
| Only attend to the symptoms, not the sickness underneath |
| Please give us just one moment, just a chance to catch our breath |
| Not every single child needs a bullet in their chest |
| Unless it’s pressed upon the people acting like they know what’s best |
| This is likely just the catalyst of what we can expect |
| So I guess this is what it looks like |
| Once the smoke is clear |
| It’s happening here, and it’s happening now |
| And it’s got us gripped in fear |
| So I guess this is what it looks like |
| Are we keeping score? |
| They stoke the flame and then stake the claim |
| That we got exactly what we asked forChorus |
| Without a shadow of a doubt |
| We’ve lost ourselves |
| Open fire on a crowd |
| It’s what we do so well |
| We eat what we see |
| Soon enough we’ll be six feet under |
| Make no mistake, it’s bound to happen |
| One way or another |
| There might be something in the water |
| There might be holes in our sails |
| Let’s get a grip on the wheel |
| Right the ship we may still have a chance at the white whale |
| Tragedy has a funny little habit |
| Makes communities consumed with grief |
| And honestly, if you ever ask me |
| I think that we can make this briefPre-chorus |
| So I guess this is what it looks like |
| Backpacks and bullet holes |
| Hallways of red and phone calls on end |
| It’s likely going to take its toll |
| I guess this is what it looks like |
| Living under constant threat |
| We better watch our necks |
| Who knows what comes next? |
| I’m asking have we had enough yet? |
| Without a shadow of a doubt |
| We’ve lost our minds |
| Another shooter on the prowl |
| It happens all the time |
| We need relief |
| Too bad we’ll be six feet under |
| You can’t escape what’s bound to happen |
| One way or another |
| Escape the mess |
| The mess that we made |
| The mess that we made |
| Escape your shame |
| Just blame it on me |
| Just blame it on me |
| Escape the mess |
| The mess that we made |
| The mess that we made |
| Escape your shame |
| Just blame it on me |
| Quit blaming me! |
| Quit blaming me! |
| Quit blaming me! |
| Quit blaming me! |