your name is dirt
and i've got you under my nails
from crawling to freedom
i've been buried below your dark trails

do you know who you are?
are you having the time of your life?
well i hoped there would be a day i would see
you get your desserts, but baby there's still time
there's time, there's time

so when you lose your mind
you'll find me at the bottom of the mess that's your life
go take your own advice
keep hoping that the lies never catch up to you in time

your name is filth
because that's all you spew from your mouth
well i think that your [bad word] is broke
it only points you south
and i wear my scars, like rings on a tree
there they are
showing my age and proving where i've been so far
so far, so far, so far

so when you lose your mind
you'll find me at the bottom of the mess that's your life
go take your own advice
keep hoping that the lies never catch up to you in time

can't say for sure but it seems like you get more and more
secure with every jab
my life with you is like tying my own noose

so when you lose your mind
you'll find it at the bottom of the mess that's your life
go take your own advice
keep hoping that the lies never catch up to you in time

so when you lose your mind
you'll find me at the bottom of the mess that's your life
go take your own advice
keep hoping that the lies never catch up to you in time