My dirthouse Watch it happen from the box Mind wanders Dirty dirty word My dirthouse This is where it all comes down Look into my eye You feel my skin, its dirt Drive me wild Remember when you blew my mind? Cut through me Living in the dirt These dogs are curled up in a little ball These dogs are freezing their asses off Go, go , go Pick up the pieces I wanna call this my home Go, go, go Pick up the pieces I've got some pain of my own Open the box See whats inside You make the call Sick of it all again Tear me down Pushing on my every nerve Scares me I hope I don't get burnt Look closer Look into my dirty mind Feeling sick inside My blood has turned to fucking dirt
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