Lyrics

I'm friends with addiction, always steals all my hope I starve for attention but I'm eating alone I crave the affection that leaves broken bones Whoa, whoa, whoa, ahh-ahh Further down I'm digging my hole Further down I'm digging my hole The sirens are howling The bridges they burn The devil is driving my ship through this storm My days are wasted My nights all a blur Whoa, whoa, whoa, ahh-ahh Further down I'm digging my hole Further down I'm digging my hole Further down I'm digging my hole Whoa-ahh
Writer(s): Paul C. Otten Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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