"Digging My Grave" lyrics
You ever feel like you digging your own grave?
'Cause you know there's shit that you shouldn't be doing
But you can't get out of your own way?
Can't even make it a whole day without smoking or drinking
Or some sort of thing that you need in your life to feel okay
Death guaranteed, guess you can't avoid it
Something gon' kill us, pick your poison
Our stories are different but often alike
Ain't here to judge you or offer advice
They see that we hurting and offer a vice
I swear to God, since a kid I've been watching my parents
Just smoke all these Marlboro Lights
Knowing this shit's gonna cost them a price
Aye, it's no wonder they coughing at night
Who are we kidding, man, this is America
Give you some pills and a shovel to dig your own grave
When all you needed was a therapist
I know they ain't taking care of us
Long as they got us addicted to something and coming for more
Really, that's imperative, uh
Yeah
Digging my own grave, could you lift me up?
Digging my own grave, could you lift me up?
Digging my own grave, could you lift me up?
Could you lift me up?
Aye
Give me something, I just wanna feel more
They get you to a level where you'd kill for it
Every single thing we want that's bad for us
They go and hang it up on all the billboards
Got a little taste, now you get attached to it
We all doing shit that we never planned to
I got a homie saying he ain't got no vices
But everyday that motherfucker eating fast food
Got another friend, she depressed now
Doc gave her medicine to test out
I'm trying to explain to her stress kills
But she can't hear me out, she too stressed out
I wanna change 'fore it's too late
I wanna start over fresh and reset
And just pack all my shit in a suitcase
Taking my mind to a new place
You ever feel like you digging your own grave?
'Cause you know there's shit that you shouldn't be doing
But you can't get out of your own way?
Can't even make it a whole day without smoking or drinking
Or some sort of thing that you need in your life to feel okay
Death guaranteed, can't avoid it
Something gon' kill us, pick your poison
Yeah
Digging my own grave, could you lift me up?
Digging my own grave, could you lift me up?
Digging my own grave, could you lift me up?
Could you lift me up?
Aye
'Cause you know there's shit that you shouldn't be doing
But you can't get out of your own way?
Can't even make it a whole day without smoking or drinking
Or some sort of thing that you need in your life to feel okay
Death guaranteed, guess you can't avoid it
Something gon' kill us, pick your poison
Our stories are different but often alike
Ain't here to judge you or offer advice
They see that we hurting and offer a vice
I swear to God, since a kid I've been watching my parents
Just smoke all these Marlboro Lights
Knowing this shit's gonna cost them a price
Aye, it's no wonder they coughing at night
Who are we kidding, man, this is America
Give you some pills and a shovel to dig your own grave
When all you needed was a therapist
I know they ain't taking care of us
Long as they got us addicted to something and coming for more
Really, that's imperative, uh
Yeah
Digging my own grave, could you lift me up?
Digging my own grave, could you lift me up?
Digging my own grave, could you lift me up?
Could you lift me up?
Aye
Give me something, I just wanna feel more
They get you to a level where you'd kill for it
Every single thing we want that's bad for us
They go and hang it up on all the billboards
Got a little taste, now you get attached to it
We all doing shit that we never planned to
I got a homie saying he ain't got no vices
But everyday that motherfucker eating fast food
Got another friend, she depressed now
Doc gave her medicine to test out
I'm trying to explain to her stress kills
But she can't hear me out, she too stressed out
I wanna change 'fore it's too late
I wanna start over fresh and reset
And just pack all my shit in a suitcase
Taking my mind to a new place
You ever feel like you digging your own grave?
'Cause you know there's shit that you shouldn't be doing
But you can't get out of your own way?
Can't even make it a whole day without smoking or drinking
Or some sort of thing that you need in your life to feel okay
Death guaranteed, can't avoid it
Something gon' kill us, pick your poison
Yeah
Digging my own grave, could you lift me up?
Digging my own grave, could you lift me up?
Digging my own grave, could you lift me up?
Could you lift me up?
Aye
Writer(s): Unknown Name Unknown Name, Jerry Zajac
