Digging The Grave lyrics

It would be wrong to ask you why,
Because I know what goes inside.
Is only half of what comes out.
Isn`t that what it`s about?

It`s about to remind us we`re alive,
To remind us we`re not blind.
In that big, black hole,
Comfortable.

Digging the grave, I got it made.

Let something in, or throw something out.
You left the door open wide.

I know you have a reason why,
That knot is better left untied.
I just went and undid mine,
It takes some time.

And the shadow`s so big,
It takes the sun out of the day.
And the feeling goes away,
When you close the door.
Comfortable.

Digging the grave, I got it made.

Let something in, or throw something out.
You left the door open wide.

Digging the grave, I got it made.

Comfortable.

Digging the grave, I got it made.

Let something in, or throw something out.
You left the door open wide.

And it`s out of this world,
Covered in shit.
Out of this world,
Covered in shit.
Out of this world,
Covered in shit.
Out of this world,
Covered in shit.
Back to: FINGER ELEVEN lyrics