Dig Up Stupid
You're degrading yourself
You're only digging deeper
This grave you've made for yourself
You're your own tormentor
Why don't you help yourself?
Climb out of this hole
Stop hurting yourself
Fix your sad soul
Look at this mess you've made
Was it really worth
The pain you payed
Just for such
A vapid
Touch
One more
One more touch
Dig up stupid
Don't try and right the wrong
The damage is done
Silence the song
You can't run
From a list so long
The eyes are watching
The diverse
Became the same
Why can't I keep my hands from latching
Onto what was never mine?
Look at this mess you've made
Was it really worth
The pain you payed
Just for such
A vapid
Touch
One more
One more touch
Dig up stupid
Dig up
Copyright © Brontë Morris | Year Posted 2012
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