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Songs | Albums | Album Arts
| Song: | Dirt |
| Album: | Habit | Genres: | 80s |
| Year: | | Length: | 305 sec |
Lyricist: Snail Mail
Lyrics:
I've been down countless halls And once you've seen one it's like you've seen em' all And I've seen two open doors And I can't help but wonder what the second is for And I can't tell myself anything
Even when it feels so seamless Even when it feels so seamless Don't get caught in the dirt The dirt
There's a weight and I feel it and it's pressing down And it won't be for nothing And it won't stick around If it is about anything that I can fix Than I'll see you on the other side if it really exists And I can't tell myself anything Even when it feels so seamless
Even when it feels so seamless Don't get caught in the dirt The dirt
No more clean air It burns my lungs No more second guesses I've had enough No more clean air
It burns my lungs No more second guesses I've had enough Let's forget it now
Baby, when I'm 30 I'll laugh about how dumb it felt
Baby, when I'm 30 I'll laugh it out And oh God, it's not funny It's not funny It's not funny But I know we can Laugh it out
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