Dig dig deep for yourself Dig dig deep for your soul Dig dig deep the black abyss Dig dig deep for your own soul
What the hell's it mean? And I said, "Hey, you're looking at me." What the hell's it mean?
Six dead horses chase you down Fourteen guns in your own town Thirteen men run after you Ten million babies your dad gave you
Like the little beast in a smokened room sat writhing in pain all afternoon salt from his tears bringing the blood to the surface like dark haired fears make their way to the surface
What the hell's it mean? And I said, "Hey, you're looking at me." What the hell's it mean?
And you don't have to stand by me And you don't have to stand, stand by me And you don't have to stand, stand by me And you don't have to stand
What the hell's it mean? And I said, "Hey, you're looking at me." What the hell's it mean?
Like the little beast in a smokened room sat writhing in pain all afternoon salt from his tears bringing the blood to the surface like dark haired fears make their way to the surface
Just the sight of the belt makes his kids start to sting Then one day we're feeling everything Trees outside weather the bark on the wood like the callous on your heart dropped place where it stood
What the hell's it mean? And I said, "Hey, you're looking at me." What the hell's it mean?
And you don't have to stand by me And you don't have to stand, stand by me And you don't have to stand, stand by me And you don't have to stand