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4/1/13

Dig.


We all have a weakness, but some of ours are easy to identify.

Look me in the eye and ask for forgiveness; we'll make a pact to never speak that word again.
Yes, you are my friend.

We all have something that digs at us, at least we dig each other.
So when weakness turns my ego upI know you'll count on the me from yesterday.

If I turn into another, dig me up from under what is covering the better part of me.
Sing this song!
Remind me that we'll always have each other
When everything else is gone.


We all have a sickness that cleverly attaches and multiplies, no matter how we try.

We all have someone that digs at us.
At least we dig each other.
So when weakness turns my ego up, I know you'll act as a clever medicine.

Dig - Incubus.


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