well i dont care how i die,
so long as i got you by my side.
you can give me the cancer,
a poison dart,
deliver a bullet to my heart.
none of that will matter,
old habits..... die hard.
i was put here to love you,
through the thick and the thin.
but i dont know where you've gone,
who you with or where you've been.
just like you say,
none of my business anyways.
just give me a shovel,
and i'll dig my own grave.
just give me a shovel,
and i'll dig my own grave.
if i can't even find you,
how will i be safe?
give me a shovel,
and i'll dig my own grave.
give me a shovel,
and i'll dig at your pace,
give me a shovel,
cause baby i'm your slave.
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