For a while I sat back.
Just watching the show.
Then the drama was back.
But what the fuck for.
He dug his last hole and then went home.
Only to turn around and dig some more.
Another one for the yard, stuck to roam.
But if she wouldn't shut up, she asked for gore.
I'm on a peaceful journey.
But stuck on an old boat of war.
Some one hire a defense attorney.
Because I am about to give them a tour.
Where has she gone to, where could she be?
Is the Gravedigger ever gonna be free.
If you dont think so then listen to me.
I live for the fight, that I think they all see.
But now I found something worth living.
A thousand miles puts it on pending.
A thousand messages we have been sending.
2 thousand dollars will bring it back trending.
5 years have passed, so much has happened.
I hear you Reece, we both need a napkin.
The tears flow but not out of saddness.
Pulled out the glock to keep it trapped in.
Remember when she broke my heart.
I lost everything, including my part.
Now he wonder what it feels to be the Shark.
And not the Minow who's not that smart.
Time really can be set at a faster pace.
Is there somewhere I can name a safe place.
Never thought time would win this race.
Kills everyone off and leaves no trace.
They aren't time, they're pawns on the board.
To them I am nothing to be ignored.
I wonder how many bodies are stuck offshore.
It is quite a view there. I think I will go back with more.
To many wont fit in the yard, we need something bigger.
Maybe they will when they all wither.
Afterwards people will wonder who's the digger.
I dont ask him. He's gotten old and bitter.
A big metaphor can be a powerful wig.
Worse words can be used as a sig.
He stands high, but his hearts not big.
Tonight he will finish his last dig.
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