Dig Right in Me के बोल

You dig right in me Without a spoon of a hole And when I walk now, The wound has grown by the years You kiss my brown eye Almost a shell of a man School haunts the children Which makes me sick til' I die Sick til' I die Shame crowns the waste that falls from me Stark crawls the frame of used to be You kiss my brown eye Almost a shell of a man School haunts the children Which makes me sick til' I die Sick til' I die You dig right in me The wound has grown by the years Home haunts the children Which makes me sick til' I die