She told me put my heart in the bag (In the bag) And nobody gets hurt (Nobody) Now I'm running from her love, I'm not fast (Fast) So I'm making it worse (Making it worse) Now I'm digging up a grave, from my past I'm a whole different person (A whole

I suffer well I've killed my fears a thousand times, I've been oppressed I'm digging in and found another reason to confess I set on fire what's out my house so I can see the mess Just take it all and burn it all, until there's nothing left Got amnesia,

It's a mystery to me, the game commences For the usual fee, plus expenses Confidential information, it's a diary This is my investigation, it's not a public inquiry I go checking out the reports, digging up the dirt You get to meet all sorts in this line

It's on like that Diggin' on you Diggin' the scene Diggin' on me Baby bay-oh-baby baby I gotta be in love or somethin' like that I was chillin' with my Kool-Aid I must admit to you I was like peace in a groove

There's nothing I can change (digging my own) And I regret (digging my own) How I walked away (digging my own) Now I'm digging my own grave (digging my own) Now I'm digging my own Digging my own grave I'm here and gone I'm dead and done

Bloody-faced Kissing death Digging through myself Yes I would Walking through barbed wire I'll let you go I would die, die for you I'd walk right through barbed wire

I wanna ride Up and down like a zipper Zipper, zipper, zipper And all the ladies say Got me fiending I’ma mark my territory Shawty I’m an animal, slowly digging in to you

Diggin' my grave Diggin' my, diggin' my, diggin' my You've been up all night You've been out all night So keep on runnin' 'round Ain't no need to hurry back 'Cause I'll be gone from here You'll be all dressed up in black Six feet under, baby, that's

A gypsy driftin' down the road I learned quick my eighteenth summer Diggin' ditches for the man You can't be a guitar strummer Cussin' that shovel in your hand Took my paycheck to a pawn shop Bought a silverstone guitar Wrote a song about a beer joint

Freak magnet Straitjacket Pushin' back at you Call me the billionaire breaker, turn 'em into my bitch I'm the king of the freaks a' down here diggin' a ditch I'm at a weed cafe on a Netherlands street Riding a caffeine buzz and I'm starting to peak