Cold seems crippling Lame meander through corridors Aroma's thick with age, mark off the day Reflections of my life are fading Pull me out of body Don
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
Breathe, breathe, breathe, breathe Push, push, push, push I lost you, you were my God, thought what do I do now You were never there for me, never there
I know Now I'd take it back, I'd take it back If I would have known back then what I know Now I 'd take it back, I'd take it back I'd take it all fuckin
want it These are just a few Of my favorite things These are just a few Of my favorite things Trisolam and Zanex Serotonin, M.D.M.A., Ibogaine, Dopeamine
MUDVAYNE - Dig Lyrics 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
And we hide behind Lies, anger, hate, they shoo love away Shells of ourselves outside Shelters body from cold reigns of reality Come on, step out of your
Nailed inside my head, fuck this I don't need your shit All the lies deceit and arrogance Talk your shit like my life is some kinda game Like you fuckin
Frozen moments in time, stopped hourglass They predicate, what you will know? Dispositions lie within And so do we, don't want to run, don't want to
Cold and silent, soiled face I will wash it all away With my love That's all she's ever needed, from me It's my time, to mother One of my own in my life
We swallowing your spit Steal acceptance, lend denial Tellin' me that my life is free and boundless But then I'm forced to stay between the lines They
Emotion inside us, troubling The hatred inside us, escalating The sickness inside us, keeps you weak The masses inside of us, suffering, they were bleeding
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: First voice: These symptoms suggested that our evolution, I suppose, from the animal kingdom into the human kingdom itself was catalyzed, or triggered
: Losses, losers and more, gain of life's pleasures cohorts listen behind the doors to a life meaningless less than 0 in me all my walls falling down
: 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
: Cold seems crippling lame meander through corridors aroma's thick with age mark off the day reflections of my life are fading Pull me out of body
