I'm gonna fly away from here someday
Seems like half of the people are psychotic anyway
To do the deeds they do in a rage
Finger stays on the trigger of a loaded 12 gauge
But you've got to
Turn the page
Turn the page
Half way over
Three feet into the ground still diggin'
I hate stay in sober
Three feet into the ground still diggin'
And I can't hold her
Three feet into the ground still diggin'
Somebody grab my shoulder
I'm three feet into the ground still diggin
No reason for fighting over faith
No respect or love around here today
Lead keeps flyin' leaders lyin' youth is gone
Glutenous and selfish and racing towards our doom
But you've got to
Turn the page
Turn the page
Half way over
Three feet into the ground still diggin'
I hate stay in sober
Three feet into the ground still diggin'
And I can't hold her
Three feet into the ground still diggin'
Somebody grab my shoulder
I'm three feet into the ground still diggin
Clothe me in white
Stay with me tonight
In dreams of light
May the blinded have sight
Hold on
To Jesus Christ hold on
Hold on
Half way over
Three feet into the ground still diggin'
I hate stay in sober
Three feet into the ground still diggin'
And I can't hold her
Three feet into the ground still diggin'
Somebody save me before I am
Six Feet under the ground done diggin'.
Six feet underground the ground done diggin'
Six feet underground the ground done diggin'