Paroles de Dirt

Self indulge, your own world Of pain and lust, dirt to dust Choose your fate, ones self hate Sell to score, pushing whore [ch:] x marks the eyes where life used to be Absolution though greed To the fair weather family A vicious destructive substitute reality Distributed with no regard To the lives and homes it disrupts Cold concrete, below your feet Wait in doubt, a small handout Inject your pain to your vain Infect my life you lowlife Good for nothing! good for nothing! It disrupts! it disrupts! it disrupts!