Lyrics:
Ooh
Yeah
Lost my mind
Digging a hole
Bury a heart
Bury my soul
Six feet under
In love
In love
Inch by inch
Limb from limb
You tore
know somebody's watching me, watching me now, watching me now, and saying to themselves
These lies, he's telling, he's digging himself in the deeper
When the saints go marching in
A for a heart
B for a brain
Insects and grass
Are all that remain
When the light from above
Burns a hole straight
and just progress
Nowadays I still find myself down in this hole
Shovel by my side and I'm losing all control
Wish I had the key to go unlock my own soul
I
know by now.||Chorus:|'cause I've been there, done that,|Just keep going back, drinking from a dried up well|It's the same ol', same ol', digging that
digging your feng shui
How's life in LA?
How's the weather? Okay
You look better with braids, in the house burning sage
You look better with age by 27, you
Write it down the walls
Burning skies ahead
They’re calling you home
Morning lights are gone
Spin them around the head
They’re digging up a hole
I fell down, in a hole
And I never stopped digging
I fell down, in a hole
And I never stopped digging
Ah, aha, aha
And I never stopped digging
I was
DatVert, DatVert
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe
Catch a nigga by the store
Wet him up, wet him up, leave a nigga by the store
Pussy boy you gotta go
I was
Delightful delirium infringement of space
Still blinded by the age where the truth is a maze
Still digging up holes in the bottom of the sea
To cool
of tears to shed
Where there once was an oasis
Now there's an empty bed
Cause the well ran dry
The well ran dry
I was digging this hole
putting the magic
the hole in the brig
White privilege exists it's the tip of the iceberg
All of these problems are making my mind hurt
By taking the time to write these
will hold onto you if you want me to
Or you, you can find me around
Digging holes in the cold - holes in the cold ground
I'm sitting here thinking about
I'm digging myself, a small hole, will call it home
We'll get a dark purple carpet so I will never fall, will never sink inside this hole
And make
I'm a Gargoyle
Coming back from black
No faint or Saint just a Golden Doll with my third eye
Creating black holes using Flex Theory
Time dilates
DIGGING THAT HOLE
IN THE END WHAT IS WAITING? SOMEBODY TELL ME CAUSE I DON'T REALLY KNOW
AS I LISTEN TO THE SHADOWS, I'M GETTING CLOSER TO THE EDGE
the machine
Ditch digging
I'm spitting
Digging ditches like a ditch witch
Eat at which wich
Broke a shovel
E got the fix
Drop go hard like bag a bricks
B is for
I'm digging deep inside my soul
To bring myself out of this God-damned hole
I rid the demons from my heart
And found the truth was with me from
I'm digging deep inside my soul
To bring myself out of this God-damned hole
I rid the demons from my heart
And found the truth was with me from
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魂來楓林青，魂返關塞黑
Prepare your holes for the end of this world
Already dead, already dead
All my ravens can't you see it's
invaded by shadowy figures digging away at their souls
Every day, people would wake and stare at the mountain
Why was it bringing darkness into their
to the rest of the world
Obscured, as it was, by great clouds
Here they played out their peaceful lives
Innocent of the litany of excessive violence that was
wearing pretty thin
I'm looking for conclusions
In places that I've been
I'm turning over headstones and digging through the dirt
Compromised by sorrow
I
a pale sunken face
Just an energy vamp living in your cold dark cave
Slowly digging your own grave day by day
You're drowning yourself in your choice
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