Digging My Hole

I'm friends with addiction, always steals all my hope
I starve for attention but I'm eating alone
I crave the affection that leaves broken bones

whoa, whoa, whoa, ahh-ahh
Further down I'm digging my hole
Further down I'm digging my hole

The sirens are howling
The bridges they burn
The devil is driving my ship through this storm
My days are wasted
My nights all a blur

whoa, whoa, whoa, ahh-ahh
Further down I'm digging my hole
Further down I'm digging my hole

Further down I'm digging my hole

Whoa-ahh



Credits
Writer(s): Paul C. Otten
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