Digging a Hole
words/music by mardk
All my fingers hurt
Blisters big and round
My blood flows
To soften up the ground
All the mud and clay
I push aside
Oh I just can't wait
To rot inside
Digging myself a hole
No one in the world ever knows
I'm digging myself a hole
Need a place to be alone
The air is dead and damp
The filth's a welcome change
I sleep in small confines
And darkness, my friend
On the surface we
Exchange blatant lies
But underneath I sleep
Slowly killing time
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