DIrT

Mel/arr: Mr.Barillion. Lyr/voc.mel: Villa:K

When you say that it reminds you

And you say that it’s not the same

When you describe what is inside you

There are voices to dismay

When you go into hiding

And when you discard her faults

And whenever you get all worked up

Unaware of her bimbo assault

When you wish things could be easy

And ignore how she’s cloaking the scam

Whenever you succomb to her teasing

And ‘forget’ how she’s cloaking the sham

When you get lost in your dreaming

And when your words are default

When you feel like screaming

- lock up the vault

ref

You say – it smells like dirt

You say – it tastes like dirt

You say – it looks like dirt

Today you’ll realize that dirt is dirt

Your friends pull hard to persuade you

Your friends work hard to support you