Текст песни Dig My Own Grave

Does these foolish, foolish thoughts

Why don't they go away

They fill me with doubt

And I dig my own grave

So I cry, cry, cry

And feel sorry for myself

All I wanna do is get high, that's it

And I dig my own grave

I don't get it, I just don't understand

Because we talked about it

We talked and talked, you said

You weren't that kind of man

Oh, it makes me feel sick

Makes me weak in the heart

And I don't know what to do

Because where am I supposed to get my strength

You are a bad, bad, bad, bad, bad boy

You used to make me feel good

You made my day and now you're gone away

You went, you went away

I don't understand

And I'm full of it all these foolish

Foolish, foolish, foolish, foolish
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Foolish, foolish foolish thoughts

Why don't they go away?

They fill me with doubt

And I dig my own grave

It's a sad, sad life to feel sorry for yourself

Hope falls short, we dig our own graves

Now I try to look up to the bright side of things

But it just doesn't seem to work

You know it just makes me feel

Like I'm just missing out

About all the good things in life

And everybody's having fun, I'm not

I must be doing something wrong

But I don't know what to do

I try, try, try and try, and try, and try, I know if you could

You're supposed to make me feel better

And I don't feel better, I feel worse

And I don't know where you are

And why am I filled with these foolish, foolish thoughts

Why don't they go away?

They fill me with doubt

And I dig my own grave

Dig, dig, dig and I dig my own grave