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 motherfucker that's thinkin they can change me
white knuckles grip pushin through for the gold
if you're wantin a piece of me, I broke the motherfuckin 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
sellin motherfuckers in the biz that try to fuck me
hang from their T's rated PG insight
I'm not sellin my soul when there's nothin 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 FUCKIN CHANGING ME
Dig (come on, motherfucker)
Dig (come on, motherfucker)
Dig (come on, motherfucker)
Dig (come on, motherfucker)
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 commiting
suicide, suckin on a motherfuckin tailpipe
dead man hangin from a tightrope
limbless in the middle of a channel
bob away.......
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