Below The Graves

Below The Graves - 36 Crazyfists

Written by：Steve Holt/Brock Lindow

Underneath I arrive

At my ending south of the lights

Silence golden revel in the shine

Bloodshot eyes diversions disguise

Still listening keep it up

Mouth of the shadows make your luck

Face to face cowards amongst

Given the chance give a f**k

Below the graves I don't believe

I'll ever need to see this depth anyway

And honestly I've had dreams

Of pulling of pulling

Of pulling your teeth

What we've learned what we've lost

All in the same year such a cost

Finding out where the whispers draw near

Echoes steal the waves like air

Still listening keep it up

Mouth of the shadows make your luck

Face to face cowards amongst

Given the chance give a f**k

Below the graves I don't believe

I'll ever need to see this depth anyway

And honestly I've had dreams

Of pulling pulling

Of pulling your teeth

Graves

One by one

One by one

Pulling your teeth

Pulling your teeth out of your mouth

Where demons sleep killing the sound

Below the graves I don't believe

I'll ever need to see this depth anyway

And honestly I've had dreams

Of pulling pulling

Of pulling your teeth

Below the graves

Below the graves

Below the graves

Below the graves

Below the graves

Pulling your teeth out