Annabelle, Goodnight1500 - Dirt Lyrics

Two of a kind opposed
Two hearts are made of stone
What will you withhold
Break apart my brittle bones
The cracks in the ceiling
Hell is cold when I'm weeping
Lost count before the beginning
You fall for me as you're forgetting

They speak to me when I sleep
I fear it's just a dream
To me he is my tree
To shade, lay back for me
To shroud him in success
I only want his best
I wait what's meant for me
Waitn to be seen

Clouded by discomfort
Hate the ugly dream
I know that I have hurt you
Will you remember me

Dead in the dirt
Dead in the dirt
Dead in the dirt

Dead in the dirt
Decay in all the hurt
I think he lost his nerve
Absorb into the earth

Decay in the dirt
Decay in all the hurt
I think he lost the nerve
Absorb it in the earth
Let em' eat you up alive
You feel so sick inside
I writhe inside my mind
Until the end of time