MUDVAYNE - Dig Lyrics    I would love to beat the face,   Of any mother f**ker that's thinkin' they can change me,   White knuckles grip pushing through for the gold,   If you're wantin' a piece of me I broke the mother f**kin' mold,   I'm drowning in your wake   Shit rubbed in my face   Teething on concrete   Gums bleeding      Dig bury me underneath   Everything that I am rearranging   Dig bury me underneath   Everything that I was slowly changing      I struggle in violated space,   Sell out motherf**kers in the biz that try to f**k me,   Hang from their T's rated P.G. insight,   I ain't sellin' my soul when there's nothing to buy   I'm livid in my space   Pissing in my face   F**k you while you try   To f**k me      Dig bury me underneath   Everything that I am rearranging   Dig bury me underneath   Everything that I was you ain't f**kin' changing me      Let me help you tie the rope around your neck,   Let me help to talk you the wrong way off the ledge,   Let me help you hold the glock against your head   Let me help you tie the rope around your neck,   Let me help to talk you the wrong way off the ledge,   Let me help you hold the glock up to your head,   Let me help to chain the weights onto your legs   Get on the plank f**k      Dig bury me underneath   Everything that I am rearranging   Dig bury me underneath   Everything that I was slowly changing   Wish you were committing   Suicide suckin' on a mother f**kin' tailpipe   Dead man dangling from a tight rope   Limbless in the middle of a channel bob away