Song | Digging An Early Grave |
Artist | Duke Special |
Album | I Never Thought This Day Would Come |
I burned easily since I was a boy | |
Opened my skin to the darkest of joys | |
I’m asking for help | |
‘Cause I can’t help myself | |
And now I’m diggin’, diggin’ an early grave | |
I’ve forgotten how to be myself | |
Keep my courage boxed up on a shelf | |
Why is everything I want | |
Always something I can’t have? | |
So I’m diggin’, diggin’ an early grave | |
Diggin’, diggin’, diggin’ an early grave | |
Down I fell through a hole in the stairs | |
Crashing through hallways and old armchairs | |
It’s hard to hold on to things | |
When you keep on falling | |
Now I’m diggin’, diggin’, an early grave | |
Diggin’, diggin’, diggin’ an early grave |
I burned easily since I was a boy | |
Opened my skin to the darkest of joys | |
I' m asking for help | |
' Cause I can' t help myself | |
And now I' m diggin', diggin' an early grave | |
I' ve forgotten how to be myself | |
Keep my courage boxed up on a shelf | |
Why is everything I want | |
Always something I can' t have? | |
So I' m diggin', diggin' an early grave | |
Diggin', diggin', diggin' an early grave | |
Down I fell through a hole in the stairs | |
Crashing through hallways and old armchairs | |
It' s hard to hold on to things | |
When you keep on falling | |
Now I' m diggin', diggin', an early grave | |
Diggin', diggin', diggin' an early grave |