DIGGING MYSELF OUT OF THE GRAVE

 

DIGGING MYSELF OUT OF THE GRAVE

Well, I'm digging, digging deep into the ground, I'm digging, digging myself out of the grave I found. Lost my way in darkness, couldn't see the light, But I'm clawing, clawing my way back into the light

I'm digging, digging myself out of the grave, Gonna rise up, gonna find my soul, be brave. I've been down in the dirt, but I won't be a slave, I'm digging, digging myself out of the grave.

I've been down and out, feeling so low, Buried by my troubles, nowhere else to go. But with these worn-out hands, and a heart that's strong, I'm digging, digging, gonna prove them all wrong.

I'm digging, digging myself out of the grave, Gonna rise up, gonna find my soul, be brave. I've been down in the dirt, but I won't be a slave, I'm digging, digging myself out of the grave.

Well, the blues, they haunt me, like they always do But I'm digging, digging, gonna break out soon. Gonna break these chains, set my spirit free, With each shovel of dirt, I'm claiming victory.

Now I see a glimmer, a ray of light, As I'm digging, digging, pushing through the night. No more shadows, gonna leave them all behind, I'm digging, digging, gonna find peace of mind.

I'm digging, digging myself out of the grave, Gonna rise up, gonna find my soul, be brave. I've been down in the dirt, but I won't be a slave, I'm digging, digging myself out of the grave.

I'm digging, digging, yeah, I'm breaking free, From the darkness that tried to swallow me. No more lies, no more pain, I'm gonna be saved, Digging, digging myself out of the grave.

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