Hole

On and on and on the sound
An air to drag you down
Before you've stayed too long

And when you realise what lies
Behind those crooked eyes
You're bought and sold

Of all the wasted avenues
The bitterest of pills to choose

Down in a hole
Down in a hole
Down in a hole
Deep enough to drown

When at first the trap was laid
You showed your wicked face
And held your gaze too long

With far too much for you to prove
You made the sickest move
You ever could have known

You played the man too much too soon
For old perfume
And now it's you

Down in a hole
Down in a hole
Down in a hole

Deep enough to drown
Deep enough to drown

And it's a front row seat
And it's a front row seat



Credits
Writer(s): Graham Cunnington, Martin King, Paul Andrew Jamrozy
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