your name is dirt and i've got you under my nails from crawling to freedom i've been buried below your dark trails
do you know who you are? are you having the time of your life? well i hoped there would be a day i would see you get your desserts, but baby there's still time there's time, there's time
so when you lose your mind you'll find me at the bottom of the mess that's your life go take your own advice keep hoping that the lies never catch up to you in time
your name is filth because that's all you spew from your mouth well i think that your moral compass is broke it only points you south and i wear my scars, like rings on a tree there they are showing my age and proving where i've been so far so far, so far, so far
so when you lose your mind you'll find me at the bottom of the mess that's your life go take your own advice keep hoping that the lies never catch up to you in time
can't say for sure but it seems like you get more and more secure with every jab my life with you is like tying my own noose
so when you lose your mind you'll find it at the bottom of the mess that's your life go take your own advice keep hoping that the lies never catch up to you in time
so when you lose your mind you'll find me at the bottom of the mess that's your life go take your own advice keep hoping that the lies never catch up to you in time