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Teksty: Thrice. Digging My Own Grave.

It's not what you think, just one more little bet
Just another cigarette, just one more drink
So lend me just a little more, you know cancer can't catch me
Let's have another drink or three, don't be a bore

But oh, don't I know, I'm just digging my own grave
Can someone else please save myself from me?
And oh, Lord I know, I'm just digging my own grave
Can someone save myself from me?

I look, I don't touch, it's really no big deal
I'll quit it when I feel I've seen enough
Oh, don't call it an affair, it's just a little fling
She doesn't mean a thing to me, I swear

But oh, don't I know, I'm just digging my own grave
Can someone else please save myself from me?
And oh, Lord I know, I'm just digging my own grave
Can someone save myself from me?