The Dirt Eaters کے بول

Do you know the Smell of your own face? Will you eat the Will you eat the world? Going to a place that's rotten Feast on what's on the way Going to a place that's rotten Feast on what's on the way Going to an open, to a clearing The soil is sour and unforgiving We buried our guilt I think I left the shovel there Going to an open, to a clearing The soil is sour and unforgiving We buried our guilt I think I left the shovel there I'd eat all the dirt and the sand for you And all the dog bones too, if you ask me (if you ask me) Any sick brain knows an unknown fеllow Any sick brain makes me think about things Going to a place that's rottеn Feast on what's on the way Going to a place that's rotten Feast on what's on the way Going to an open, to a clearing The soil is sour and unforgiving We buried our guilt I think I left the shovel there Going to an open, to a clearing The soil is sour and unforgiving We buried our guilt I think I left the shovel there