He sticks to the back streets And the alleys He sees through black eyes Moving through shadows From battles He’s scarring inside He knows the hallways He always Avoids the south side And they find him ‘Cause sometimes There’s nowhere to hide
The fist feels so lonely And everyone’s watching The fist feels so lonely Their eyes are exhausting Inside, something dies He’s buried alive
Buried alive Buried alive Buried alive
They brag about it They shout it Now “faggot’s” his name He hears the girls laugh As they pass The blood tastes like shame He won’t give them What they want And scream out in pain Now he’s naming His bullets And he’s taking aim
The fist feels so lonely And everyone’s watching The fist feels so lonely Their eyes are exhausting Inside, something dies He’s buried alive
Buried alive Buried alive Buried alive
Now they say he Was crazy No, pushed to the edge They all comfort The children The hallways are red And the bullies Know the truth, but It’s all left unsaid The children Know the truth It’s stuck in their heads
The fist feels so lonely And everyone’s watching The fist feels so lonely Their eyes are exhausting Inside, something dies He’s buried alive
Buried alive Buried alive Buried alive
The fist feels so lonely And everyone’s watching The fist feels so lonely Their eyes are exhausting Inside, something dies He’s buried alive