Dirt Room lyrics

I'm like a ghost

I'll be living in a dirt room

Waiting for the day to be closer

To the window when you're home

I'll be standing by your back door

Reaching for the knife in my coat

I'm gonna put it to your throat

Sweaty piggy, you're a bad man

What a fucking sad way to go

Your mother raised you as a joke

I should have wiped away a burden

Use the curtain in the kitchen to choke

You

[Chorus:]

You think you own me

You should have known me

You took the future and the food off my family's plate

You think you'll use me

I'm stronger than you

You take my money, but it's useless

When you see what I do to you

Look what I do to you

Oh god then you awoke

You started screaming through the duct tape

Don't ever think I'm letting you go

I'm busy digging you a hole

Now you'll be living in a dirt room

Breathing through the straw of your own

Come on

I really think that this is fun for the money

I'll make it comfy for the time wasted making you rich

I want to cover you in ants, bees and honey

Then take a picture for the cover of our album!

[Chorus x2]

And now I see you, oh

'Cause your back's against the wall

And finally you're mine

You're mine

[Chorus]

I really think that this is fun for the money

We'll make you comfy for the time wasted making you rich

I want to cover you in ants, bees and honey

Then take a picture for the cover of our album!