Diggin' My Grave

When my head hits the pillow, my mind starts to run Faster than the Mississippi, like the river she runs To the darkest and coldest places to hide Where there's no grace for the wicked and no hope for the weary mind Yeah, I made a deal with the devil for some pills and a shovel He told me have fun digging your own grave, at least you won't have to feel a thing I woke up this morning, can't feel no pain Blinded by the darkness, in the pouring rain So I took a trip down to New Orleans, where they told me I was sick I'd rather not see the darkness, so I think it's time to call it quits Yeah, I made a deal with the devil for some pills and a shovel He told me have fun digging your own grave, at least you won't have to feel a thing Yeah, I made a deal with the devil for some pills and a shovel He told me have fun digging your own grave, at least you won't have to feel a thing Made a deal with the devil for some pills and a shovel He told me have fun, have fun, have fun Digging your own grave