Under - Sevendust

Fallin’down, under the cracks and now I cannot make a sound

Forgive me if I ask for help I’m,

Crawling out, of the bottom where my every thought

My every thought is consuming

Gimmie some excuses (I need to know)

If I was under — could I see myself on the floor?

If I should trip inside my mind

Would I be under control of it all?

(gimmie time — gimme time — gimmie)

What you think will help me My teeth chatterin with every thought

I need some prayers to be answered

(I — believe) I’ll be choking on my mind soon

Why won’t you help me?

(one more time I expect to get shit)

Gimmie some excuses (you don’t give a fuck)

If I was under — could I see myself on the floor?

If I should trip inside my mind

Would I be under control of it all?

(Help me)

(Help me)

If I was under — could I see myself on the floor?

If I should trip inside my mind

Would I be under control of it all?

Control of it all:

(Help me)

(I under)