| Whatever thrills you, takes your place
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| Who’s gonna kiss you, with no face?
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| Who tried to kill you, what’s his name?
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| Look in the mirror, can’t escape
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| 'Cause I’m diggin' my own grave
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| And I’m diggin' my own grave
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| Who’s gonna miss you when you’re gone?
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| Who’s gonna dig you your grave?
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| Dig your grave
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| Will you leave this world a gift
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| Or fly an albatross in your wake?
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| 'Cause I’m diggin' my own grave
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| And I’m diggin' my own grave
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| (Oh, dig that grave)
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| It’s a lonely, lovely road
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| Every step nearer your grave
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| Every mile farther from home
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| Another year, another place
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| A traveler lives a thousand lives
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| Can’t take them with him anyway
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| Got too much to see
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| Too many memories to take
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| 'Cause I’m diggin' my own grave
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| And I’m diggin' my own grave
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| 'Cause I’m diggin' my own grave
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| And I’m diggin' my own grave
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| 'Cause I’m diggin' my own grave
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| And I’m diggin' my own grave
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| Oh, yeah |