Straight Line Stitch

My plight has have fallen on deaf ears
But you don't hear
In shallow graves we lay
Living as we all decay
I bury all remarks
But they lay waiting in the dark
I feel your hands around my throat
I feel your hands around my throat
I can't live life
I can't live life this way, I can't carry the weight
I can't live life
I can't live life this way, I cannot compensate
Your oppression cuts me to the bone
I've always known
I'm not heard but there are
Only so many words
I bury all my remarks
But they lay waiting in the dark
I feel your hands around my throat
I feel your hands around my throat