| Song | Diggin' My Own Grave |
| Artist | Glenn Kaiser |
| Album | You Made The Difference In Me |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Kaiser | |
| I was lookin | |
| at disaster square in the face | |
| I was losin | |
| stride in the human race | |
| And I had no one to plead my case | |
| Blowin | |
| smoke in my own face | |
| Lost my grip in a slip'ry time | |
| I left my friends by the wayside | |
| And I was sure nuff no friend of mine | |
| When you need to be rescued, now is the time | |
| Sweat drips and eyes burn | |
| Lips pressed tight on this hardened face | |
| I was diggin | |
| my own grave | |
| Pain in my heart, mud all over my dreams | |
| Stumblin | |
| , fallen, just a downhill disease | |
| Cause the up was nonexistent, and I was the down | |
| And they talked behind my back all over town | |
| There | |
| s nothin | |
| more tragic than a suicidal slave | |
| I was diggin | |
| my own grave | |
| Sweat drips and eyes burn | |
| Lips pressed tight on this hardened face | |
| And the head hangs, heart breaks, soul bleeds | |
| I was diggin | |
| my own grave And the lights came on, I swear I don't know how And I let go of the here and now And the Son of Man said He came to seek and save Now I ain | |
| t diggin | |
| no more, no more diggin | |
| My own grave |
| zuo qu : Kaiser | |
| I was lookin | |
| at disaster square in the face | |
| I was losin | |
| stride in the human race | |
| And I had no one to plead my case | |
| Blowin | |
| smoke in my own face | |
| Lost my grip in a slip' ry time | |
| I left my friends by the wayside | |
| And I was sure nuff no friend of mine | |
| When you need to be rescued, now is the time | |
| Sweat drips and eyes burn | |
| Lips pressed tight on this hardened face | |
| I was diggin | |
| my own grave | |
| Pain in my heart, mud all over my dreams | |
| Stumblin | |
| , fallen, just a downhill disease | |
| Cause the up was nonexistent, and I was the down | |
| And they talked behind my back all over town | |
| There | |
| s nothin | |
| more tragic than a suicidal slave | |
| I was diggin | |
| my own grave | |
| Sweat drips and eyes burn | |
| Lips pressed tight on this hardened face | |
| And the head hangs, heart breaks, soul bleeds | |
| I was diggin | |
| my own grave And the lights came on, I swear I don' t know how And I let go of the here and now And the Son of Man said He came to seek and save Now I ain | |
| t diggin | |
| no more, no more diggin | |
| My own grave |
| zuò qǔ : Kaiser | |
| I was lookin | |
| at disaster square in the face | |
| I was losin | |
| stride in the human race | |
| And I had no one to plead my case | |
| Blowin | |
| smoke in my own face | |
| Lost my grip in a slip' ry time | |
| I left my friends by the wayside | |
| And I was sure nuff no friend of mine | |
| When you need to be rescued, now is the time | |
| Sweat drips and eyes burn | |
| Lips pressed tight on this hardened face | |
| I was diggin | |
| my own grave | |
| Pain in my heart, mud all over my dreams | |
| Stumblin | |
| , fallen, just a downhill disease | |
| Cause the up was nonexistent, and I was the down | |
| And they talked behind my back all over town | |
| There | |
| s nothin | |
| more tragic than a suicidal slave | |
| I was diggin | |
| my own grave | |
| Sweat drips and eyes burn | |
| Lips pressed tight on this hardened face | |
| And the head hangs, heart breaks, soul bleeds | |
| I was diggin | |
| my own grave And the lights came on, I swear I don' t know how And I let go of the here and now And the Son of Man said He came to seek and save Now I ain | |
| t diggin | |
| no more, no more diggin | |
| My own grave |