Dirt
My days seem like a dive in cold sleep
That makes me sink on parts in sweet freeze
Sluts, looking for blood, lick my dirt
You'd loved to tear me apart, so I've heard
Is it your son who won't feel
Whiff me your breath so I'm clean
Mother wait till I wake from my trip
That I can peer out my death's dream
Hey! How does it feel to waste the dawn?
You've heard me
That makes me sink on parts in sweet freeze
Sluts, looking for blood, lick my dirt
You'd loved to tear me apart, so I've heard
Is it your son who won't feel
Whiff me your breath so I'm clean
Mother wait till I wake from my trip
That I can peer out my death's dream
Hey! How does it feel to waste the dawn?
You've heard me
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Writer(s): Petros Vyzoukis
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