Elle Wolf - Grave lyrics

Flavour of the week, fresh of the streets I was begging. Big city boy with lots of toys, you were learning. But I closed my eyes tight, you dug a little deeper. You held me through the night, I know I was digging my grave. So we packed up and moved to London town. Met lots of people, I started roaming around. But you were so driven, and I so pa**ive. I knew in that moment, that I was digging my grave. Five years had past, and we woke up one morning. You threw a chair and I smashed a gla** with no warning. I said pa** me my shovel and pick, your look of concern when I said look at this ditch. You know I've been digging my grave. Five months have pa**ed and I think I've finally sobered. I'm down in this dirt and I look up at last. But theres no rope nor shovel to pull me up. Bath my skin and wash my hair, so now I live here love. You know, I live in my grave.