Buried in the Static

I've built this house with my bare hands

and paved the ground on which you stand

to have it taken all away in the end

can I still call myself a man?

When I'm gone will they know that I was here?

Will my songs be sang, or just disappear?

I can scream all day on the airwaves

but if no one's tuned in

I'll be buried in the static

I've filled these pages with the lines

that I've been saying my whole life

to have them ripped out from the spine in the end

but they're still burned into my mind

When I'm gone will they know that I was here?

Will my songs be sang, or just disappear?

I can scream all day on the airwaves

but if no one's tuned in

I'll be buried in the static

I am dead

I am dead to you

When I'm gone will they know that I was here?

Will my songs be sang, or just disappear?

I can scream all day on the airwaves

but if no one's tuned in

I'll be buried in the static