Dirt

Turn off your thoughts turn off your thoughts
Its really dark out now
The river runs the river stopped
Its full of poison film
You thought you'd walk but feet got caught in quicksand where's the iceman?
Too tired to talk you really thought you wanted to get out

Too cold to swim guess i'll stay in another couple seasons
Better do something soon or i'll forget life has a reason
The iceman walks he talks he sits down in the empty garden
The dirt is soft his body rots
He really likes the feeling

Your face gives it away
Your face gives it away
Your face gives it away
Your face gives it away

The river runs the river stopped its full of poison film
The dirt is soft my body rots ready for the next kill



Credits
Writer(s): Sabrina Nichols
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