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Digging An Early Grave

Dig, dig, dig, dig
Soil hitting soil

Dig, dig, dig, dig
All I do in times of turmoil

And the world's too big,
too big to burn.
So I'll bury myself and watch them yearn.
Wait until they dig me up,
to find I'm just a rotten fuck.

Dig, dig, dig, dig
I'm tired of feeling small

Dig, dig, dig, dig
It's time to take a fall

And the grave is calling,
singing my name.
So I'll bury myself in a cold white flame.
Wait until they find my dust,
and find me no longer full of lust.

Dig, dig, dig, dig
The world was just too big. 
Written by VOID (Rhys Waterman)
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