It's been after me
In this place
A present threat perfect void
Stuck in modality
With all this damage beyond repair
When all our time fades away
Just like everything else
That proves that we are
Dirt
Stay now just in case
Selfish trials
Keep stopping to
Drag me down
And losing bliss
As if your hands
Could keep me clean
When all our time fades away
Just like everything else
That proves that we are
Dirt
I can't see where I've gone wrong
All our time fades away
That proves that we are
Dirt
If all our time fades away
It's proof we're dirt
:: Por Miss Ann Thrope