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wrong in you?
What is wrong?
It doesn't matter
It's us
I'm digging for something
I'm digging to be free
I'm digging for myself
I'm digging to get there

Poor Paddy

The Pogues

Red Roses for Me

1984

on the railway

I was wearing corduroy breeches
Digging ditches, pulling switches
Dodging pitches, as I was
Working on the railway

In eighteen hundred

insane, yeah
Now am ready for your love
Hey you gat me insane, now am digging up my own grave
you give me too much love damn
Hey, now am drinking too much

You found an opening, and look
You're in from the cold and you look
Like the darkest of storms and I look
Over my shoulder and see

I've been digging

my fingernails
Digging til I get somewhere
Digging til I don't have to rap about gettin somewhere
Digging til i can pay for everything including

horny her pussy get wetty (No cap)
I give her the quickie like I'm in a rush (Rush)
She calling for daddy I'm all in them guts (Guts)
I'm digging it in

value has become just that
Face value has become just that 

Set
Us free
From your evil clutches
Those jagged talons
Are digging in, digging in

Standard

and time again
Staying awake
(Digging my grave in my own mistakes)
Bagging my own hell for entrance
Welcome to the party
Seeking all my lies in the end

When I shut my eyes
Tell Father Time
I'm not quite satisfied

I feel it digging in
Applying pressure on the skin
White walls have never felt so

To apologize 

You're just a 
Gold digger
Dig dig digging for gold
You're just a 
Gold digger
Bitch leave me alone

You're just a 
Gold digger
Dig dig digging

realist nigga i ain't need a co-sign,
ready go time,
fuck around and make waves in a low tide
I, go for gold like I'm digging gold mines
and these, haters

(Rockstar life with a silver knife digging into my chest like you did that night)
(Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh-ohhh)
I live a rockstar life
With a silver knife

for all I’m worth

Work work work
Work work work
Work work work
Every rock, every clod
Big hole or small
Digging here, digging there
Everywhere
Till

the best
Perfect white
Picket fence
Oh the suspense I might die
That rabbit I don't follow
That rabbit I don't chase
Keep digging down your hole
That

middle-classes-in-the-making -
keep on digging for thy fabled victory!

hush now, all ye shivering heartland patriots and wives
hush now, all ye champions of the sacred

learnt the hard way
You won't hit rock bottom
Until you stop digging
And the universe
It won't stop yelling
Until you start listening
Woke up to myself

Hands, Heart & Head 
We’re digging deep from all sides
Hands, Heart & Head 
We’ll tend to each other at all times
Hands, Heart & Head 
We’re digging

On some chill shit, you'll be digging me and I'll be digging you
At the Backyard Function
(Hey)
Good sunlight with the family
At the Backyard Function
(Hey)

digging your grave
You prey on the weak
The young and naive
Cause they don't believe
You lie through your teeth
Every time you speak
It's so predictable
You

Now tell me what it do shawty
You say you digging my style
Show me that smile baby get buckwild
Let loose on me
Yeah you can bring your homies
We can

a nugget but what is it worth
Only enough its gon' make me keep digging
And dig my own grave its a terrible feeling
What do you know about dying without

I'm lit)
They're diggin the kid yeah I'm Ric Flair (Digging it digging it) (Ric, Ric, Ric)
Check how I'm styling, styling, styling, styling
Look

honey you can't trust him
And when his eyes are green you'll see exactly what I mean
I been there
And lord I swear
It takes a little digging for the truth

apart
So they might drain my hearts
But I know they can't hurt me

Hell yeah she's digging up
Hell yeah we dug up
We're all at spawn now
So what
We