Dig
Bury me
Underneath
Everything that I am
Re-arranging
Dig
Bury me
Underneath
Everything that I was
Slowly changing
I 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're wantin' 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 bleeding
Dig
Bury me
Underneath
Everything that I am
Re-arranging
Dig
Bury me
Underneath
Everything that I was
Slowly changing
I 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 me
Dig
Bury me
Underneath
Everything that I am
Re-arranging
Dig
Bury me
Underneath
Everything that I was
You ain't fucking changing me
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)
Dig
Bury me
Underneath
Everything that I am
Re-arranging
Dig
Bury me
Underneath
Everything that I was
Slowly changing
I 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 me
Dig
Bury me
Underneath
Everything that I am
Re-arranging
Dig
Bury me
Underneath
Everything that I was
You ain't fucking changing me
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)
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)
Let me help you tie the rope around your neck
Let me help to talk you 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 you the wrong way off the ledge
Let me help you hold the glock up to your head
Let me help to chain the weights onto your legs
Get on the plank fuck
Dig
Bury me
Underneath
Everything that I am
Re-arranging
Dig
Bury me
Underneath
Everything that I was
Slowly changing
Wish you were committing
Suicide suckin' on a mother fuckin' tailpipe
Dead man dangling from a tight rope
Limbless in the middle of a channel
Bomb's away
compositores: CHAD L GRAY, GREG TRIBBETT, RYAN MARTINIE, MATTHEW MCDONOUGH
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