Blame

In the hole I call my soul
I feel the dead awaken
They whisper and they scream at me
Ripping every inch of me open

I can't escape the harsh voices
The ones that always follow
I can't get rid of the blasphemy
The lies, so hard to swallow

No one realises the hate-filled eyes
That watch my every scripted move
I've followed the same song and dance
I've fallen into the cliche groove

I need help to destroy myself
And maybe ruin the game
Once I'm gone and buried alive,
I'll be the only one to blame.