: Digging In the mud Deep in In the mud Sweat swings down my face My sweet taste; like blood Hide me with locks from your head I can not win
Digging In the mud Deep in In the mud Sweat swings down my face My sweet taste; like blood Hide me with locks from your head I can not win Bleeding
Digging In the mud Deep in In the mud Sweat swings down my face My sweet taste; like blood Hide me with locks from your head I can not win
