Dig, dig deep for yourself
Dig, dig deep for your soul
Dig, dig deep, the dark abyss
Dig, dig deep, buried in your soul
What the hell does it mean
You're looking at me?
What the hell does it mean?
Six dead horses chase you down
Fourteen guns in your hotel
Thirteen men run after you
Ten million babies your cat gave you
Like a little beast in a sparkle grove
Set right in, they don't have to know
|1||Edward Sharpe & The Magnetic Zeros|