Lyrics:
could ever give a damn
When all his days are digging holes
And so we’ll dig Paddy dig
For tonight we’re gonna jig
Get your money from the gangerman
And decorate it tastefully
Fibreglass walls are closing in
All around us
I fear the moment's passing us by
Digging up
Blue sky
Here we go again
My
to guarantee they ain't heathens.
let me break it down,
I came to melt the crown,
crack the walls with my sound,
hear the lion roar now,
digging through these
was magic in the air
Digging in the garden
Smell of the morning when the sun's still low
Momma in her apron
Blue ribbon holding back her hair
I can
know the bars keep dropping
Who am I to judge, I'm digging my own coffin
Telling me lies like you're holding on to something
Demons in my mind I hear
the basement
There's a hole in the floor
There's a guard in the garden
Locking up the door
There's a rumble in the floorboards
No shutting out the sound
the basement
There's a hole in the floor
There's a guard in the garden
Locking up the door
There's a rumble in the floorboards
No shutting out the sound
the basement
There's a hole in the floor
There's a guard in the garden
Locking up the door
There's a rumble in the floorboards
No shutting out the sound
heart for a stab in the back
I spent all my time on the table
Getting sawed in half, yeah
Trying to do without it
I was digging a hole, now I'm
I awoke, the ground was hard and barely broke
The air was filled with morning's smoke
The hours fly by so I work
There's bound to be wealth in
know how I drip
Forever not landing I'm fly like a lear
I remember digging, I'm dropping a tear
We go on dates and its 400 dear
I order steak it ain't
There's a remnant of people around this earth
Washed by the blood with a brand new birth
Been to the water and been baptized
Filled with the Holy
On a wonderful and glorious rainy morning
in our garden....
Mmmmm... Looks like someone is busy digging a hole
Who is it?
Kurr kurr kurr.. Kurr kurr
so rich, I Saint Laurent my dogs now
(Straight up, straight up)
Earrings cost a quarter certified by GIA (21)
If it's 'bout my bae or 'bout some
Turn e sideway, cock it up and brukki (good hole)
Pam and Nicki and we nuh fucky fucky (true)
Bubble we a bubble yah suh (yeah)
Shake it up and mek di
sorrow
So I'll wait for the clouds and I'll cry tomorrow
Every time it rains
(Saint)
I cry (Vinom) for you
(What)
Every time it rains
(Saint)
My mind's
hit the motherfucking concrete
I grabbed her legs and threw her in the buck
She said, "Don't be so rough cause I really want to fuck"
I started digging
on the subject of telling a soul
Who do you trust then
Dying to know
Down at the bottom and digging a hole
Thank you for asking
Enjoy the show!
Help me under
Stand
home
Going crazy
Bring the love back
Visions that don't come around anymore
I'm digging this hole
Inside my soul
And you see my pain is all wrote
You keep digging bigger holes
But that don't translate into growth
Choice is guzzle grapes of wrath
Or become fodder for the canon
He white knuckles
You know this hole's not digging by itself anymore
You spend your whole life thinking you are not in control
As if this whole time sinking you could
And more realer
Ya
How do we make goals
How do we meet those
How does the soul know
Digging a deep hole
Looking inside
Discovering me
Look into you though
Loneliness digging holes in your skull
Give me your scars
I'll wear them for you
I know I was selfish and I wish I could
Make it up to you
After all we've
her home
Got blood stains on my clothes, I wonder what the neighbors know
They've seen me digging holes, I got a backyard full of bones
I'm just a lost
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