Mudvayne - Dig Tabs

Dig

I would love to beat the face,
Of any mother f**ker 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 f**kin' mold,
I'm drowning in your wake 
sh*t 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 motherf**kers in the biz that try to f**k 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 
p**sing in my face 
f**k you while you try 
To f**k me

Dig bury me underneath 
Everything that I am rearranging 
Dig bury me underneath 
Everything that I was you ain't f**kin' changing me

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 f**k 

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 f**kin' tailpipe 
Dead man dangling from a tight rope 
Limbless in the middle of a channel bob away