Dig

Dig
 Bury me
 Underneath
 Everything that I am
 Rearranging
 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 wanting 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
 Rearranging
 Dig
 Bury me
 Underneath
 Everything that I was
 Slowly changing
 I struggle in violated space
 Sell out mother fuckers 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
 Rearranging
 Dig
 Bury me
 Underneath
 Everything that I was
 You ain't fucking changing me
 Dig
 Dig
 Dig
 Dig
 Come on mother fucker dig
 Come on mother fucker dig
 Come on mother fucker dig
 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 against your head
 Let me help you chain the weights onto your legs
 Get on the plank fuck!
 Dig
 Bury me
 Underneath
 Everything that I am
 Rearranging
 Dig
 Bury me
 Underneath
 Everything that I was
 Slowly changing
 Wish you were committing suicide
 Sucking on a mother fucking tailpipe
 Dead man walking on a tight rope
 Limbless in the middle of a channel
 Bombs away