Grave Digger

Every good woman lies
Every good woman lies
When they're wrong... who's gonna bury my mind?

Every grave digger dies
Every grave digger dies
When they're gone... who's gonna bury my body?
When they're gone... who's gonna bury my body?

Yo, yo
Living life round this sin
It's how it's been since powers in
Many men pump weight in the council gym
Producing ounces in student houses
We choose this outfit 'coz we like to win
But what lies within these lies within? (huh?)
It's like everyone's Breaking Bad
Cooking up food to make it fat (oh!)
The streets are cold man
Not a smile around in this whole land
Some warm to a life of thrills in William Hill
But then it goes all down
Posers medal in the game
A generation wild in abundance
No patience, style over substance, like using heroin in vein

Every good woman lies
Every good woman lies
When they're wrong... who's gonna bury my mind?

Every grave digger dies
Every grave digger dies
When they're gone... who's gonna bury my body?
When they're gone... who's gonna bury my body?

Fuck Knows! In the Olympics the love flowed
But when this rat race falls down on its fat face
I hope you've got enough gold
Yeah fuck silver
I've got enough Bolts that if it all screwed I'm going nuts yo (I'm going nuts yo)
I've got enough clothes, but the greed law says we need more
Do you feel my genes? (Feel my genes) Social validation agents can kill my dreams (kill my dreams)
Two shots to the dome, my ego is still my theme (Still my theme)
When Lady Gaga and Kim K can fill my screens
I wonder what real life needs are gonna fill my seeds (fill my seeds)

Every good woman lies
Every good woman lies
When they're wrong... who's gonna bury my mind?

Every grave digger dies
Every grave digger dies
When they're gone... who's gonna bury my body?
When they're gone... who's gonna bury my body?



Credits
Writer(s): Scott David Cameron
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