Dig A Hole

I’ve walked around in a daze for years
Never once questioned a thing
You best believe that the things that I saw
Were exactly what I had to see

The think tank of hate was especially clear
Because of all of the things that I’ve done
Remembering words of the fathers before me
Teeth broken, a slip of the tongue

Dig a hole
Remembering words that I told you

I’ve spent a lifetime just running in circles
The scars that I bare were for you
Crucial were words that I read and remembered
Yet nothing could bring them on through

The pungent gin stench, yes it’s coming to get me
Sticking the knife in my back
Another day wasted, success that I’ve tasted
Suspended and under attack

Dig a hole
Remembering words that I told you
Dig a hole
Enslaving your will and your virtue

The pain of injection, the natural selection
The noose has been tightened, relive days of old
The terror, the sadness, the sickness, the madness
The hate and frustration
I’ll dig out of this hole!!!