Dig That Cra-a-azy Grave!

Since I read your little note, I can't seem to get you offa mind at all
My hands are gripping the wheel so hard that my nails are bloodying my palms
You'll be buried in my brain
And I will dig your grave
And I'm diggin'

13 crows are overhead, I can hear them calling out my name
My eyes are peeled and I can see your hair spilling out from beneath the clay
You'll be buried in my brain
And I will dig your grave
And I'm diggin'

My hands are caked with blood, a sight of comfort to my weary eyes
One day I'll dig you up, I'll dig you up and show the world you're mine!
You'll be buried in my brain
And I will dig your grave
And I'm diggin'
I'm gonna dig your grave
And I'm diggin'...

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