Dig Your Own Grave

Get to digging! You spit out dust But the soils yours Each breath you fake The echo scores The words you bent are folding back They crack your name they split the track Don’t beg for calm You forged this pace Each step you took erased your grace That hole you hoped would catch your fall Its fit to size and six feet tall Get to Digging Let the chips fall where they may Ill provide the shovel today Find a nice piece of ground and dig your own grave Let the chips fall where they may Its your death day Find a nice piece of ground and dig your own grave! No chains on me you pulled your weight Each scheme you wove just fed the Hate You called it war then hid the blade Turned from truth and named it shade You praised decay Then faked your guilt But graves don’t care for whom they’re built Your whisper thin I see right through Forget about me lets talk about you, Dig! Let the chips fall where they may Ill provide the shovel today Find a nice piece of ground and dig your own grave! Dig! Let the chips fall where they may Its your death day Find yourself a nice piece of ground and dig! Six feet ain’t deep enough for you Six feet ain’t deep enough for you Six feet ain’t deep And dig your own Grave! Six feet ain’t deep enough for you Motherfucker! Let the chips fall where they may Ill provide the shovel today Find a nice piece of ground and dig your own grave!Dig! Let the chips fall where they may Ill provide the shovel today Find a nice piece of ground and dig your own grave Let the chips fall where they may Welcome to your death day Find yourself a nice piece of ground and dig your own grave! Get to digging! Six feet ain’t deep enough for you!