Digging My Own Grave

I’ve been walking over graves

Carving out the headstone that I own, my own

I’m like a monster in a cage

Trapped inside a maze

I am home, I’m home

I’m here and gone, I’m dead and done

I know there’s nothing I can change

And I regret the things I didn’t say

I resent how I walked away

Now I’m digging my own grave

Now I’m digging my own, digging my own grave

Is there peace beyond the rage?

Tell me where this truly all went wrong, way wrong

I’ve been walking through the graves

Dancing with the lonely and the strong, so strong

I’m here and gone, I’m dead and done

I know there’s nothing I can change

And I regret the things I didn’t say

I resent how I walked away

Now I’m digging my own grave

Now I’m digging my own, digging my own grave

Digging my, digging my own grave

I know there’s nothing I can change

And I regret the things I didn’t say

I resent how I walked away

Now I’m digging my own grave

Now I’m digging my own, digging my own grave

Is there peace beyond rage?

‘Cause I’ve been digging my own, digging my own grave