Your name is dirt
and I've got you under my nails,
from clawing 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


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

Your name is filth

Cause that's all you spew from your mouth
Well I think that your moral compass is broke,
it only points you south

And I wear my scars
like rings on a tree,
here they are

showing my age and proving where I've been so far

I 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