Dirt کے بول

Don't you wanna ask me how little I know In the grass outside the fence where it's all overgrown? And it's not feelin' any better The same clenching in my throat, oh, no And, the wolves, they will surround you till the circle is closed Chewing holes into your sneakers when you get too close And it's delusion, but it's peaceful That this body is not your own Till the ground pulls you down To the dirt I knew we'd always come back to And how do I feed you? And will you keep this up till somethin' completes you? Hm, hm-mm Hm-mm, mhm-mm Is it better when you leave? But the lines are all withdrawn And you can't see the path that you are on And, all of a sudden, they're cuttin' the wings from off my back Head on the sofa Hands on my lap I want it back Till the ground pulls you down To the dirt I knew we'd always come back to Oh, and how do I feed you? And will you keep this up till somethin' completes you? Hm-mhm, hm-mm Hm-mhm-mm, hm