...And So I Dug

Force fed
Weak lies
From the mouth with a thousand eyes
The words
He spoke
Have severed all of our ties... and yet

I still wait for the day that you make your peace with death as I say one last goodbye to All that we know
But you won't go gracefully, and I hope that all the pain that you caused will haunt you Til your final breath

I will be the one to dig your grave with my bare hands, and I need to know it's close Enough to hell

I still wait for the day that you make your peace with death as I say one last goodbye to All that we know
But you won't go gracefully, and I hope that all the pain that you caused will haunt you Til your final breath

I will be the one to dig your grave with my bare hands and I need to know that it's close Enough to hell

I will be the one



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Writer(s): David Willis
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