I've come back from all my quitting
I've come back from all my slitting
Only to find that I have laid a lonely shovel in my bed
I've come back from all my slitting
I've come back from all my quitting
Is it that every car I hear is yours coming up the hill
Hey slice
Up my grave
I proved you
My grave
Diggin' up
Fillin' up
Get enough
Hey slice
Up my grave
I proved you
My grave
Diggin' up
Fillin' up
Get enough
The only way I could do it is to run into your shovel
The only way I could do it is to run into your shovel
The only way I can dig it is to run until you dig it
The only way I can dig it is to run until you dig it
Rot my cot
Full for me to think (For me to think)
You're letting me split (You're letting me split)
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