Tried to warn you 80-miles out and 6-feet deep You're digging your own grave Allergic to the truth
You don't know a thing 'bout what they do 'round here Don't matter if you did a thing You're good as dead It's here in broad daylight You're here in denial It's easier to spin your lies Than face the truth
I tried to warn you 80-miles out and 6-feet deep You're digging your own grave Coughing up the dust
I tried to warn you 80-miles out and 6-feet deep You're digging your own grave Allergic to the truth
You can call me crazy You can tune me out If you find yourself lost Don't write it off as bad luck
The writing's in the sky It's written in your blood It's easier to spin your lies Than to look up
I tried to warn you 80-miles out and 6-feet deep You're digging your own grave Coughing up the dust
I tried to warn you 80-miles out and 6-feet deep You're digging your own grave Allergic to the truth
I tried to warn you 80-miles out and 6-feet deep You're kneeling in your grave Waiting for them to shoot
