Extremophile Elite
Between the Buried and Me Lyrics

To see one's self is hard to explain
It's difficult to fully understand one's own identity.

Last night was the first notion of this
Recently, the singer has gained some insight into their own identity.

Once again real life and dreams are whirling amongst one another
The line between reality and dreams is becoming blurry.

Space flight navigator
The artist is navigating through space in their own mind.

A walking mirror
The artist is a reflection of themselves, constantly changing and evolving.

Galaxy drifter
The singer is exploring the vast universe within their own thoughts.

Entwined together
All of these ideas are interconnected, forming a complex web of thoughts and emotions.

To grasp the other hand
The artist wants to connect with others who may be experiencing similar struggles.

To hear the other speak
The artist seeks communication and understanding from others.

Carve one's skin out of their own soil
The artist is struggling with self-harm or self-destructive tendencies.

Sends chills throughout my body
The act of self-harm is unsettling and frightening to the singer.

Wake up to a dirt covered surrounding
The artist is lost and disoriented, unsure of their surroundings.

Machines in the distance
The singer is aware of the destructive forces around them that are out of their control.

Something far too familiar
The singer has experienced this sense of helplessness before.

The world comes to a screeching halt when I cover my ears
The singer can't handle the overwhelming noise and chaos around them.

Lift off the hands and the claws work again
The artist has a moment of clarity when they remove themselves from the situation.

Digging graves / Deeper graves
The artist is stuck in a cycle of self-destructive behaviors and negative thoughts.

The machines deafen my ears with such extremity
The harmful influences in the singer's life are overwhelming and all-consuming.

Constant maze from digging graves
The cycle of self-destructive behavior creates a labyrinth that is difficult to escape.

I bury my head in the dirt
The artist is trying to escape the harsh reality of their life by ignoring it.

It all stops / This sends bliss throughout me
The momentary escape from reality brings a sense of relief to the artist.

Upside down dreaming / The sound of earth soothes my entire body
The artist finds solace in the simple beauty of nature.

(A hand lifts my head out of the dirt)
The singer is being pulled out of their state of denial by an external force.

Pulling hairs from what seems to be my brain / I see him, me, us?
The artist is trying to reconcile the different parts of their identity.

Eyes slowly open as dust clouds surround me / Speak to me freely / I am listening
The singer is ready and willing to hear others' perspectives and advice.

The clanking of machines scream in the distance
The singer is aware of the destructive forces around them that they cannot control.

I strain in order to get up / Soon I stumble down a dirt hill and see a buried man
The singer is making an effort to stand up and face their problems head-on.

Just his skull is underground
The artist encounters a dead body, a reminder of the fragility of life.

Walking into a certain state of desperation
The artist is feeling hopeless and overwhelmed by their circumstances.

(Dig deep into the soil to lift the mans head. It pulls out of the ground with ease.)
The singer has a realization that they are capable of lifting themselves out of their current situation.

It is a corpse / Something is buried where his head once lay / A note, my note
The singer discovers a note they had written to themselves, a reminder of their struggles and goals.

My hands shake and I fall to my knees / Slowly read "please know I love"
The artist is moved to tears by the simple message of self-love and compassion.