I Am the Shovel - I Am the Grave by To Speak of Wolves


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I Am the Shovel - I Am the Grave
by To Speak of Wolves

Album: Dead In The Shadow


Sink likes to drip
Soul starts to slip
I wander around negative space
Living just to lose
Courage starts to bruise
I am consumed
Trying to find my place
I am the shovel
Yeah, I am the grave
I'm looking for trouble
With a smile on my face
I'll bring the rope
If you can bring my faith
Yeah, I'll tie the knot
If you can throw it away
Sink likes to drip
Voice starts to slip
I am a rat
Losing the race
Bones start to creek
Air is thick and stale
This house is frail
Holds my memories


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