Dirt Lyrics

I've got dirt on my fingers been digging graves for myself to sink and lay

Got dirt between my toes been treading for days

You see roses I see thorns suns a shining while I wait for it to pour

Addicted to my misery I like to cry it pleases me

Somethings kind of nice about being underground it's wet and cold

And there's hardly, there's hardly there's hardly any sound

Ooh ooh so so blue

And there's nothing you can do about it

Chains of slaves stuck behind glass mirrors

Voidless frames pockets full of pain

Blissfully looking back at my story

How did I end up here?

And what's the reason to keep on going

When in the end all I do is float away and disappear into nothing

But an essence of a dream

Where I reach out to touch life but I miss it

Cause it wasn't really real to begin with

It wasn't really real to begin with

Ooh ooh I'm so so blue and there's nothing you can do about it

Chains of slaves stuck behind glass mirrors

Voidless frames pockets full of pain

Walking slow and dreamlike in a haze

Haunting slow breaths waiting to die peacefully

Like a bud that never bloomed

Like a bird that never flew

That man he didn't live shriveled up in a ditch

Waiting to DIE

Fear that life would flicker by pass me by like a white butterfly

And where would I go

Up in the sky?

And would anyone miss me in this land of shapes and forms and unreal things

Got my wedding ring for my dark date with destiny

Oh no! Don't try to save me this is the moment I've been waiting for my whole life

Where I can prove that I've lived to die

Where I can have my explanation why

Hey!nothing ever worked out for me

Poor me! Poor me!