Dig Up The Hatchet

I used to spend my days trying to see shit through

Can't say I feel the same

I wanna bleed with you

I dont give damn

Bout the way you feel

Cuz I am who I am

(And you can deal with it)

God only knows

Where I'm going for real

This the life I chose

(I gotta deal with it)

I want that pain

That comes from the inside like some

Kind of a blade that cuts through the wrist

I just can't resist

It feels too good to forget

Even if I could I couldn't forgive

Take it to the grave

Dirt on your casket

Dig up the hatchet

Type of pain

A prescription couldn't unalive

Razor blades

Switch blades

Cleavers, butterknives, shanks, and

Daggers, machetes for cutting ties

You ain't never seen

Bat wings on butterfly

Wonder why?

I dont give damn

Bout the way you feel

Cuz I am who I am

(And you can deal with it)

God only knows

Where I'm going for real

This the life I chose

I want that pain

That comes from the inside like some

Kind of a blade that cuts through the wrist

I just can't resist

It feels too good to forget

Even If I could I couldn't forgive

Take it to the grave

Dirt on your casket

Dig up the hatchet

I want that pain

That comes from the inside like some

Kind of a blade that cuts through the wrist

I just can't resist

It feels too good to forget

Even If I could I couldn't forgive

Take it to the grave

Dirt on your casket

Dig up the hatchet