DIg dig deep
For your self
Dig dig deep
FOr your soul
Dig dig deep
Dark black abyss
Dig dig deep
Bury you a soul
What the hell's in me?
I said, "Hey, don't look at me"
What the hell's in me?
Six dead horses chase you down
Fourteen guns in your hometown
Thirteen men run after you
Ten million babies your dad gave you
Like a little beast in a sparkle robe
Sat writhing in pain all afternoon
Salt from his tears bringing blood to the surface
Like dark-haired fears make thier way to the surface
What the hell's in me?
I said, "Hey, don't look at me"
What the hell's in 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
Stand by me
What the hell's in me
I said "Hey don't look at me"
What he hell's in me
Like the little beast in a sparkle robe
Sat writhing in pain all afternoon
Salt from his tears bringing blood to the surface
Like dark haired fears make thier way to the surface
Just as you tie that belt
Makes your skin start to sting
Then one day you're feeling everything
Trees outside weather the bark and the war
Like a callous on your heart where a face once stood
What the hell's in me?
I said, "Hey, don't look at me"
What the hell's in 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
Stand by me
I think the song chronicles someone who turns to drugs as a way to deal with a broken heart, becomes hopelessly addicted, and then tries to quit, and goes through withdrawl, parallelling the suffering of withdrawl with the suffering of the end of a relationship.
Actually, these are the lyrics:
DIg dig deep For your self Dig dig deep FOr your soul Dig dig deep Dark black abyss Dig dig deep Bury you a soul
What the hell's in me? I said, "Hey, don't look at me" What the hell's in me?
Six dead horses chase you down Fourteen guns in your hometown Thirteen men run after you Ten million babies your dad gave you
Like a little beast in a sparkle robe Sat writhing in pain all afternoon Salt from his tears bringing blood to the surface Like dark-haired fears make thier way to the surface
What the hell's in me? I said, "Hey, don't look at me" What the hell's in 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 Stand by me
What the hell's in me I said "Hey don't look at me" What he hell's in me
Like the little beast in a sparkle robe Sat writhing in pain all afternoon Salt from his tears bringing blood to the surface Like dark haired fears make thier way to the surface
Just as you tie that belt Makes your skin start to sting Then one day you're feeling everything Trees outside weather the bark and the war Like a callous on your heart where a face once stood
What the hell's in me? I said, "Hey, don't look at me" What the hell's in 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 Stand by me
I think the song chronicles someone who turns to drugs as a way to deal with a broken heart, becomes hopelessly addicted, and then tries to quit, and goes through withdrawl, parallelling the suffering of withdrawl with the suffering of the end of a relationship.