MUDVAYNE - Dig Lyrics
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I would love to beat the face,
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Of any mother f**ker that's thinkin' they can change me,
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White knuckles grip pushing through for the gold,
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If you're wantin' a piece of me I broke the mother f**kin' mold,
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I'm drowning in your wake
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Shit rubbed in my face
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Teething on concrete
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Gums bleeding
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Dig bury me underneath
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Everything that I am rearranging
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Dig bury me underneath
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Everything that I was slowly changing
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I struggle in violated space,
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Sell out motherf**kers in the biz that try to f**k me,
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Hang from their T's rated P.G. insight,
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I ain't sellin' my soul when there's nothing to buy
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I'm livid in my space
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Pissing in my face
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F**k you while you try
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To f**k me
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Dig bury me underneath
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Everything that I am rearranging
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Dig bury me underneath
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Everything that I was you ain't f**kin' changing me
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Let me help you tie the rope around your neck,
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Let me help to talk you the wrong way off the ledge,
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Let me help you hold the glock against your head
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Let me help you tie the rope around your neck,
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Let me help to talk you the wrong way off the ledge,
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Let me help you hold the glock up to your head,
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Let me help to chain the weights onto your legs
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Get on the plank f**k
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Dig bury me underneath
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Everything that I am rearranging
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Dig bury me underneath
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Everything that I was slowly changing
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Wish you were committing
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Suicide suckin' on a mother f**kin' tailpipe
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Dead man dangling from a tight rope
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Limbless in the middle of a channel bob away
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L.D. 50
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Mudvayne |