Breaking the Same Old Ground
Breaking The Same Old Ground And then I found how to be what you wantwhen I was out looking for something new Digging too deepand now it’s too latewe just keep onbreaking the same old ground So you think that I asked for thiswell, let me show youwhat I think of your lipsAnd you think that I asked for thiscome on,use your fist And then I found how to be what you wantwhen I was out looking for something new Digging too deepand now it’s too latewe just keep onbreaking the same old ground So you think that I asked for thiswell, let me show youwhat I think of your lipsAnd you think that I asked for thiscome on,use your fist When I found how to be what you wantI was out looking for something newdigging too deepnow it’s too latewe just keep onbreaking the same old ground breaking the same old groundshhhhhh…shhhhhh… I am owned by deathandI’m in love with oblivion I am owned by deathandI’m in love with oblivion