Down in a Cold Dirty Well - Justin Nozuka

Painted a picture of

How it’s supposed to turn out, turn out

Down in a cold dirty well

And I cannot climb out, climb out

Can’t see no light

Can’t hear no bells

They walk right over me

Can’t hear my yells

They state me missing and search all over the town

Oh, look left and then right

But don’t ever look down, don’t look down

Dig me my grave, I won’t be saved

No I won’t be saved so, dig me my grave

Helpless, Hopeless

Cold and lonely

Only you can save me now

Trembling and shivering, scared

I want this all to end

If only you could hear me now

My mind is spinning around and around and around

Yeah, I’m on my way down

On my way d-d-down d-d-down

The louder I yell

The deeper I sink

Closer to hell

Far from my instincts

Oh-ho

I’m on my way down

I’m on my way down

I’m on my way down

I’m on my way down

And I will never feel that beat again

I will never see the light

And I will never hear those bells ringing

Hey I’m on my way d-d-down, my way d-d-down

Hey I’m on my way down, my way down

Dig me my grave, cause I won’t be saved

I won’t be saved so, dig me my grave

Down in a cold dirty well and I cannot climb out