Bushyy - GRAVE DIGGER

(Of Bushranger, of bushranger, death, death, of bushranger, of bushranger, of bushranger death, death of bushranger)

Once alive, now reborn
Roses wilted, now grew thorns
Undone to unbothered plot
If I don't care about you, what made you think I'd care about your thoughts

I could not care
And I could be hot
I could be everything you're simply not
Just be free
Be me and not ever worry
I could be cool
I could just dox
Just don't ever mess with someone's thoughts

Oh grave digger
You keep trying to dig my grave
When we all know you'll quit the moment I play the game
Grave digging
I could never figure out how to take the power and finally stand up for myself
Grave digger
Who is trying to let me out
I'm going to drop all jaws when I open my mouth
Dear mister reader
Hit the door on your way out
It's your bed, it's your funeral
I'm about to host it now
Bells, graves resting on the floor
My friends sit at mine, everyone's adjourned
While the men with their sticks and stones
Fight through the gates to pierce my heart
With dark hoods, they just think that they're so safe
Covering up what's ugly doesn’t prevent your fate
Once their in it begins again
Digging up the lasting remains
Once they find what they want
Their gonna wish they would’ve found some other last resort
The hurt try to hurt worse
Unhappy rest by causing unrest
You wanna know if I could burn
Let's put it to the test

I won't forgive, try to forget
Just know you're a regret
Not be quiet, find myself
Unlike your insecure self
I could just move
And you could just not
Just don't ever mess with someone's thoughts

Oh grave digger
You keep trying to dig my grave
When we all know you'll quit the moment I play the game
Grave digging
I could never figure out
How to take the power and finally stand up for myself
Grave digger
Who is trying to let me out
I'm going to drop all the jaws when I open my mouth
Dear mister reader
Hit the door on your way out
It's your bed, it's your funeral
I'm about to host it now
They’ll open the casket
Don’t let the lies get to you
Open this book
Pierce its words
Finish the story for better or worse
So read the rest of its contents
Or don’t and just throw a fit
I really won't be bothered
Aren’t you just sick of it (Oh no)

Oh grave digger
You keep trying to dig my grave
When we all know you'll quit the moment I play the game
Grave digging
I could never figure out
How to take the power and finally stand up for myself
Grave digger
Who is trying to let me out (Hey)
I'm going to drop all the jaws when I open my mouth
Dear mister reader
Hit the door on your way out (Hey, hey, hey)
It's your bed, it's your funeral
I'm about to host it now (Host it now)