Dirt

 

I’ll medicate myself.  Suspect that idols lie to me.

I’ll medicate myself.  So that the world can lie to me.

 

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What’s made out of dirt what’s made out of dirt

What’s made out of dirt you’re dirt beneath my feet.

 

I’ll medicate myself.  Suspect that idols lie to me.

I’ll medicate myself.  So that the world can lie to me.

 

Chorus