(No)
Dig, bury me underneath
Everything that I am rearranging
Dig, bury me underneath
Everything that I was slowly changing
I would love to beat the face
Of any motherf*cker 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 motherf*ckin' 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*ckers in the biz that try to f*ck me
Hang from their Ts rated PG insight
I ain't sellin' my soul when there's nothing to buy
I'm livid in my space, pissing in my face
F*ck you while you try to f*ck me
Dig, bury me underneath
Everything that I am rearranging
Dig, bury me underneath
Everything that I was
You ain't f*ckin' changing me
Dig, dig, dig, dig
C'mon, motherf*cker, dig
C'mon, motherf*cker, dig
C'mon, motherf*cker, dig
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 against your head
Let me help to chain the weights onto your legs
Get on the plank, f*ck
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 motherf*ckin' tailpipe
Dead man walking on a tight rope
Limbless in the middle of a channel
Bomb's away
Dig Video (MV)
"Dig" is a song by American heavy metal band Mudvayne, released in 2000 as the band's debut single. It appears on the band's debut studio album L.D. 50 (2000). A music video was released for the song on April 10, 2001, and it later won the first ever MTV2 Award.
It is also one of the band's most well-known songs, being certified gold in the United States. A live version of the song taken from the Tattoo the Earth tour appears on the live album Tattoo the Earth: The First Crusade. The song also appeared on the compilation album WWF Tough Enough. The song has also spawned an Internet meme known as "Brbr Deng" (the onomatopoeia of the opening bass riff), which bassist Ryan Martinie has expressed some ambivalence about.
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MudvayneIt is also one of the band's most well-known songs, being certified gold in the United States. A live version of the song taken from the Tattoo the Earth tour appears on the live album Tattoo the Earth: The First Crusade. The song also appeared on the compilation album WWF Tough Enough. The song has also spawned an Internet meme known as "Brbr Deng" (the onomatopoeia of the opening bass riff), which bassist Ryan Martinie has expressed some ambivalence about.
From Album: L.D. 50
Genre(s): Nu metal
Language: English
Length: 2:42
Written by: Chad L. Gray, Greg Tribbett, Matthew Mcdonough, Ryan Martinie
Year: 2000
Mudvayne - Dig Lyrics
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(No)
Dig, bury me underneath
Everything that I am rearranging
Dig, bury me underneath
Everything that I was slowly changing
I would love to beat the face
Of any motherf*cker 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 motherf*ckin' 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*ckers in the biz that try to f*ck me
Hang from their Ts rated PG insight
I ain't sellin' my soul when there's nothing to buy
I'm livid in my space, pissing in my face
F*ck you while you try to f*ck me
Dig, bury me underneath
Everything that I am rearranging
Dig, bury me underneath
Everything that I was
You ain't f*ckin' changing me
Dig, dig, dig, dig
C'mon, motherf*cker, dig
C'mon, motherf*cker, dig
C'mon, motherf*cker, dig
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 against your head
Let me help to chain the weights onto your legs
Get on the plank, f*ck
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 motherf*ckin' tailpipe
Dead man walking on a tight rope
Limbless in the middle of a channel
Bomb's away
Dig, bury me underneath
Everything that I am rearranging
Dig, bury me underneath
Everything that I was slowly changing
I would love to beat the face
Of any motherf*cker 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 motherf*ckin' 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*ckers in the biz that try to f*ck me
Hang from their Ts rated PG insight
I ain't sellin' my soul when there's nothing to buy
I'm livid in my space, pissing in my face
F*ck you while you try to f*ck me
Dig, bury me underneath
Everything that I am rearranging
Dig, bury me underneath
Everything that I was
You ain't f*ckin' changing me
Dig, dig, dig, dig
C'mon, motherf*cker, dig
C'mon, motherf*cker, dig
C'mon, motherf*cker, dig
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 against your head
Let me help to chain the weights onto your legs
Get on the plank, f*ck
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 motherf*ckin' tailpipe
Dead man walking on a tight rope
Limbless in the middle of a channel
Bomb's away
Writer: Chad L. Gray, Greg Tribbett, Matthew Mcdonough, Ryan Martinie
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
