Dig de Mudvayne

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 pushing through for the gold
if you want 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
sell out motherfuckers in the biz that try to fuck me
hang by their ts rated pg in sight
i aint 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 aint fuckin changin me
Dig c'mon motherfucker
dig c'mon motherfucker
dig c'mon motherfucker
dig
Let me help you tie the rope around your neck
let me help to talk you the wrong way off a 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 a 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 committing suicide
suckin on a motherfuckin tailpipe
deadman hangin from a tightrope
limbless in the middle of a channel
bobs away