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?

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:

(I under)