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Thursday, November 8, 2012

Buried Under Lyrics- (Nashville Cast Version) Rayna James Connie Britton



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Buried Under Lyrics-  (Nashville Cast Version) Rayna James Connie Britton


Wish that I didn’t have to see a confidant as an enemy
Count on lies and the lines you cross
Helplessly I could only watch

Dodging words as they ricochet
Honesty that’ll never pay
Your convictions I believe
Like an apparition haunting me

Now the truth is a ball and chain
Holding my conscience to the flame
Covered up, but still I know
The secret of the life you’re guilty of
The smoking gun is what I’ve found
The dirt I have on you is the ground
Ooo, I’m buried under

Trying to tread through sinking sand
But in your wake you know I can’t stand
What I thought was meant to be
Is a broken heart weighing down on me
The truth is a ball and chain holding my conscience to the flame
Covered up but still I know
The secret of the life you’re guilty of
The smoking gun is what I’ve found
The dirt I have on you is the ground
Whoa, I’m buried under
Yeah, I’m buried under
Whoa, I’m buried under

Can you fall for the wings of a dove
When the clever wolf is the one you love?

Now the truth is a ball and chain
Holding my conscience to the flame
Covered up, but still I know
The secret of the life your guilty of
The smoking gun is what I’ve found
The dirt I have on you is the ground
Oooo, I’m buried under

Lyrics Contributed by Sunny Webster

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  2. Buried Under
    Nashville Cast, Connie Britton (character, Rayna James)
    Composer: Tyler James

    Wish that I didn’t have to see a confidant as an enemy
    Count on lies and the lines you cross
    Helplessly I could only watch

    Dodging words as they ricochet
    Honesty that’ll never pay
    Your convictions I believe
    Like an apparition haunting me

    Now the truth is a ball and chain
    Holding my conscience to the flame
    Covered up, but still I know
    The secret of the life you’re guilty of
    The smoking gun is what I’ve found
    The dirt I have on you is the ground
    Ooo, I’m buried under

    Trying to tread through sinking sand
    But in your wake you know I can’t stand
    What I thought was meant to be
    Is a broken heart weighing down on me
    The truth is a ball and chain holding my conscience to the flame
    Covered up but still I know
    The secret of the life you’re guilty of
    The smoking gun is what I’ve found
    The dirt I have on you is the ground
    Whoa, I’m buried under
    Yeah, I’m buried under
    Whoa, I’m buried under

    Can you fall for the wings of a dove
    When the clever wolf is the one you love?

    Now the truth is a ball and chain
    Holding my conscience to the flame
    Covered up, but still I know
    The secret of the life your guilty of
    The smoking gun is what I’ve found
    The dirt I have on you is the ground
    Oooo, I’m buried under

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  3. Thanks Sunny Webster for the correction!

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