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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