Six Feet Deep & Dead

And in hell It's more of the same from above It's so close you can't tell And in hell The witches and demons don't dress up They go as themselves This is hell The souls that you've hurt or abused They are all there as well You're in hell The ones that you've loved were not there on the day that you fell You fell (Ahhh Ahhh) A tragedy, a celebration, a psychological coping mechanism We go along to forget we all move on So in respect, for the victims We choose a killer then we dress up like them We're just like them And the mask that was freaking me out Was the one that was casting the doubt Because the face in the mirror I see, was the thing that I could not believe I was wearing no mask, it was me Give it up, give it up For the dead (It's all in your head) Give it up, give it up Because you're next (Ahhh) Down below they know you go there now and then And you'll be next in line when you're six feet deep and dead This song is my reminder Death is inevitable For now I'll stick around Touched the flames When I was younger Evil flirt fell in the gutter To this day picking up those pieces We are in pieces And where have my friends gone Walking these shadows alone Am I still wearing a mask Because I have no-one to ask Unfortunately it's me Give it up, give it up For the dead (It's all in your head) Give it up, give it up Because you're next (Ahhh) Down below they know you go there now and then But you'll be next in line when you're six feet deep and dead Give it up, give it up For the dead (It's all in your head) Give it up, give it up Because you're next (Ahhh) Down below they know you go there now and then And you'll be next in line when you're six feet deep and dead