[G. Tipton] I was cross-wired underground Nothing seemed to fit I was fried and memory bound Then it came to me Devil digger Unforgiver I was on a different plane He said come to me Laid his hands upon my brow That's the last of me Devil digger Unbeliever Don't be sorry It's no disgrace But never worry (unless) You have no faith See him coming He has no face You must stop running You must have faith Death's not final so were told Words are so profound Who the hell wants to get old But ask in the final hours Devil digger - unbeliever Devil digger - unforgiver See him coming He has no face You must stop running You must have faith I don't want to fade away I don't want to fade away I don't want to fade away I don't want to fade away
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