I'm living the American Dream
Working for the man that I'll never meet

Trying to make a living
Trying to get by
Praying that I'll get to see another sun rise


With a little trust, I might make it
With a little love, you know I'd fake it

With a little drugs, you know I'd take it
Straight over the edge


Even if I ever got away
It would still haunt me in my grave
I was born to lose and determined to die

The odds are against me now
Let me tell you why


I'm buried, save me
Buried, whoa oh
Buried with children


All I need is a little break
So I can change my name

And leave the $#&@ing state
There is no future
Nothing up ahead

So go ahead and put a bullet in my head

With a little trust, I might make it

With a little love, you know I'd fake it
With a little drugs, you know I'd take it
Straight over the edge


Even if I ever got away
It would still haunt me in my grave

I was born to lose and determined to die
The odds are against me now
Let me tell you why


I'm buried, save me
Buried, whoa oh

Buried with children

Even if I ever got away

It would still haunt me in my grave
I was born to lose and determined to die
The odds are against me now

Let me tell you why

I'm buried, save me

Buried, whoa oh
Buried with children