歌曲 | Dig |
歌手 | Mudvayne |
专辑 | L.D. 50 |
作曲 : Gray, Martinie, McDonough ... | |
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, | |
Of any mother fucker 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 fuckin' mold, | |
I'm drowning in your wake | |
Shit 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 motherfuckers in the biz that try to fuck 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 | |
Pissing in my face | |
Fuck you while you try | |
To fuck me | |
Dig bury me underneath | |
Everything that I am rearranging | |
Dig bury me underneath | |
Everything that I was you ain't fuckin' 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 against your head, | |
Let me help to chain the weights onto your legs | |
Get on the plank fuck | |
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 fuckin' tailpipe | |
Dead man walking on a tight rope | |
Limbless in the middle of a channel bomb's away |
zuò qǔ : Gray, Martinie, McDonough ... | |
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, | |
Of any mother fucker 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 fuckin' mold, | |
I' m drowning in your wake | |
Shit 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 motherfuckers in the biz that try to fuck 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 | |
Pissing in my face | |
Fuck you while you try | |
To fuck me | |
Dig bury me underneath | |
Everything that I am rearranging | |
Dig bury me underneath | |
Everything that I was you ain' t fuckin' 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 against your head, | |
Let me help to chain the weights onto your legs | |
Get on the plank fuck | |
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 fuckin' tailpipe | |
Dead man walking on a tight rope | |
Limbless in the middle of a channel bomb' s away |