Dig Me کے بول

It's here I sit in rust amid this ruin and rancor Like tire irons toothy grills and car parts before me The acid rain floods my floorboard, burns my pores And rots my upholstery Once I was worshiped Polished magnificently Now I lay in decay by the dirty angry bay I'm ready to leave I want to be out of here I'm ready to ride away I don't want to die in here I'm ready to ride My skin is metallic now, no longer an elegant powder blue My body unhinged and sleeping in the jungle Of motor block manifolds and metal relics What was deluxe becomes debris, I never questioned loyalty But this dead-end demolishes the dream of an open highway I'm ready to leave I want to be out of here I'm ready to ride away I don't want to die in here I'm ready to ride Dig me But don't bury me