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