Dig dig deep for yourself

Dig dig deep for your soul

Dig dig deep the black abyss

Dig dig deep for your own soul

What the hell's it mean

And I said

Hey you're looking at me

What the hell's it mean

Six dead horses chase you down

Fourteen guns in your own town

Thirteen men run after you

Ten million babies your

Dad gave you

Like the little beast

In a smokened room

Sat writhing in pain

All afternoon

Salt from his tears

Bringing the blood to the surface

Like dark haired fears

Make their way to the surface

What the hell's it mean

And I said

Hey you're looking at me

What the hell's it mean

And you don't have to stand

Stand by me

And you don't have to stand

Stand by me

And you don't have to stand

Stand by me

And you don't have to stand

What the hell's it mean

And I said hey you're looking at me

What the hell's it mean

Like the little beast

In a smokened room

Sat writhing in pain

All afternoon

Salt from his tears bringing

The blood to the surface

Like dark haired fears

Make their way to the surface

Just the sight of the belt

Makes his kids start to sting

Then one day we're

Feeling everything

Trees outside weather the bark

On the wood

Like the callous on your heart

Dropped place where it stood

What the hell's it mean

And I said

Hey you're looking at me

What the hell's it mean

And you don't have to stand

Stand by me

And you don't have to stand