[Intro – filthy bass, tense jagged guitar, heavy driving drums] [Verse 1 – controlled snarling female punk vocal] That's interesting. Really? You were there? Funny, 'cause that's not what you said when somebody asked last year. But go on. Don't let me stop you. You've barely fucking started yet. I'm sure there's some explanation you haven't had to invent. So Monday became Friday. And two people became four. You said you'd never fucking met him. Now you've been drinking at his door? Fascinating. Keep talking. I'm enjoying this a lot. Every sentence needs another lie to stop the last one getting caught. [Pre-Chorus – building menace] Could call bullshit right now. Could finish this in thirty seconds. But watching you construct this shit? [Low growl] Fuck. That's entertainment. [Chorus – explosive hardcore punk vocal] KEEP DIGGING! KEEP FUCKING DIGGING! YOU'RE DOING GREAT, YOU LYING CUNT! EVERY SHOVEL FULL OF BULLSHIT BURIES YOU ANOTHER FUCKING FOOT! KEEP DIGGING! DON'T STOP NOW! YOU'VE GOT SO MUCH SHIT TO SAY! I ALREADY KNOW THE FUCKING TRUTH— I WANNA SEE HOW DEEP YOU MAKE THE GRAVE! [Fast abrasive riff] [Verse 2 – rapid aggressive shout-rap] NOW YOU WEREN'T THERE! YOU HEARD ABOUT IT! WAIT— I THOUGHT YOU FUCKING SAW IT! NOW YOUR MATE WAS THERE BESIDE YOU! WHICH ONE?! FUCKING NAME THE CUNT! YOU SAID YOUR PHONE WAS DEAD THAT EVENING! NOW YOU'VE GOT A TEXT TO PROVE IT! YOU SAID YOU DROVE STRAIGHT FUCKING HOME! NOW THERE'S THREE MORE HOURS OF MOVEMENT! SHIT STORY! SHIT MEMORY! SHIT EXCUSE FOR EVERY GAP! PATCH ONE HOLE! MAKE ANOTHER! WATCH THE WHOLE THING FUCKING CRACK! And I'm nodding. Still smiling. Giving every lie some room. Because every time I ask one question— [Harsh shout] YOU FUCK YOURSELF A LITTLE MORE! [Chorus – heavier] KEEP DIGGING! KEEP FUCKING DIGGING! DON'T YOU FUCKING STOP FOR ME! YOU'VE BUILT A WHOLE CATHEDRAL OUT OF SHIT AND MAKE-BELIEVE! KEEP DIGGING! LIE AGAIN! MAKE THE NEXT ONE FUCKING HUGE! YOU'RE SIX FEET DOWN AND STILL CONVINCED YOU'VE GOT SOMETHING LEFT TO PROVE! [Instrumental Break – frantic drums, filthy bass, jagged hardcore riff] [Bridge – crushing half-time rhythm, controlled raspy vocal] You know what would've worked? “I fucked up.” That's it. Four syllables. Done. But no. You had to turn one stupid lie into this magnificent fucking cunt of a disaster. [Low growl] So... keep digging. [Drums explode] [Extended Fast Shout-Rap] YOU SAID MONDAY! THEN YOU SAID FRIDAY! SAID YOU WERE THERE! THEN YOU WERE DRIVING! SAID YOU NEVER FUCKING MET THEM! NOW YOU'VE KNOWN THEM SEVEN YEARS! SAID YOUR PHONE WAS DEAD! THEN TEXTED! SAID YOU LEFT! THEN FUCKING STAYED! EVERY TIME THE STORY CHANGES YOU JUST SHOVEL MORE SHIT IN THE GRAVE! WHO WAS THERE?! WHERE'D YOU GO?! WHICH FUCKING VERSION SHOULD I KNOW?! PICK A LIE AND FUCKING STICK TO IT! YOU'RE LOSING TRACK OF YOUR OWN SHIT! I HAVEN'T EVEN SHOWN YOU WHAT I'VE GOT SITTING ON MY PHONE! YOU'VE BEEN FUCKING YOURSELF FOR TEN MINUTES! [Growled shout] I JUST LET YOU DO IT ON YOUR OWN! [Breakdown – brutal half-time hardcore riff] Now here's the funny part. I've got the messages. I've got the time. I've got the fucking screenshot. [Brief stop] You done? [Low growl] Good. My turn. [Full band explodes] [Final Chorus – massive scream-sung punk vocal] KEEP DIGGING! KEEP FUCKING DIGGING! OH WAIT— NOW YOU WANNA STOP?! WHERE'D ALL THAT FUCKING CONFIDENCE GO THE SECOND THAT THE SCREENSHOT DROPPED?! KEEP DIGGING! GO ON, CUNT! TELL ME THAT I'VE GOT IT WRONG! TELL ME ONE MORE FUCKING STORY! MAKE IT REALLY FUCKING STRONG! KEEP DIGGING! KEEP FUCKING DIGGING! YOU COULD'VE ENDED THIS WITH “SHIT.” BUT YOU LIED UNTIL THE LIES COLLAPSED— [Harsh scream] AND NOW YOU'RE FUCKING BURIED IN IT! [Final violent riff] [Outro – low raspy vocal] Next time? Just say you fucked up. Cunt. [Immediate cut]
