Dig
Bury me
Underneath
Everything that I am
Re-arranging
Dig
Bury me
Underneath
Everything that I was
Slowly changingI would love to beat
The face of any mother fucker
That's thinking they can change me
White knuckles grip pushing
Through for the gold
If you want a piece of me
I broke the mother fucking mold
I'm drowning in your wake
Shit rubbed in my face
Teething on concrete
Gums bleedingDig
Bury me
Underneath
Everything that I am
Re-arranging
Dig
Bury me
Underneath
Everything that I was
Slowly changingI struggle in violated space
Sell out motherfuckers
In the biz that try to fuck me
Hang from their T's rated P.G. insight
I ain't selling my soul
When there's nothing to buy
I'm livid in my space
Pissing in my face
Fuck you while you try
To fuck meDig
Bury me
Underneath
Everything that I am
Re-arranging
Dig
Bury me
Underneath
Everything that I was
You ain't fucking changing me(Watch while you pick up the remains)
DIG! (Watch while you pick up the remains)
DIG! (Watch while you pick up the remains)
DIG! (Watch while you pick up the remains)
DIG! (Watch while you pick up the remains)
KILL, NOW, MOTHERFUCKIN' DIG! (Watch while you pick up the remains)
KILL, NOW, MOTHERFUCKIN' DIG! (Watch while you pick up the remains)
KILL, NOW, MOTHERFUCKIN' DIG! (Watch while you pick up the remains)
KILLLet me help you tie the rope around your neck
Let me help to talk the wrong way off the ledge
Let me help you hold the glock against your head!
Let me help you tie the rope around your neck!
Let me help to talk the wrong way off the ledge!
Let me help you hold the glock against to your head!
Let me help you chain the weights onto your legs
Get on the plank fuckDig
Bury me
Underneath
Everything that I am
Re-arranging
Dig
Bury me
Underneath
Everything that I was
Slowly changingWish you were committing
Suicide, suckin' on a mother fucking tailpipe
Dead man walking in a tightrope
Limbless in the middle of a channel
Bombs away
Composição: C. S. Gray / Greg Tribbett / Matt McDonough / Ryan Martinie.
