Mudvayne - Dig

Dig bury me underneath
Everything that I am rearranging
Dig bury me underneath
Everything that I was slowly changing

I would love to beat in the face,
Of any mother fucker that's thinkin' they can change me,
White knuckles grip pushing through for the gold,
If you're wantin' a piece of me
I broke the mother fuckin' mold,
I'm drowning in your lake
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 a violated space,
Sell out motherfuckers
in the biz that try to fuck me,
Hang from their T's rated P.G. insight,
I ain't sellin' my soul when there's nothing 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 ain't fuckin' changing me

dig!

Let me help you
tie the rope around your neck,
Let me help to talk you
the wrong way off the 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 the ledge,
Let me help you
hold the glock up to your head,
Let me help to 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 mother fuckin' tailpipe
Dead man walking on a tight rope
Limbless in the middle of a channel
bombs away