Compost

Let it roll on down the hill Another one down, how many killed? I don't know my way out of here I don't want to fake all my fears Don't count on me, don't count on me to be fruitful Don't count on me, don't count on me to be useful always Let him roll one, taking a pill Heavy minded, spare the guilt I don't want the taste of my tongue I don't want to waste all my time Don't count on me, don't count on me to be fruitful Don't count on me, don't count on me to be useful always Instrumental Chill Time Instrumental Ramp up Time Instrumental JAM Time I don't know my way for my time I don't want to taste all my fear I don't want to fake my tongue I don't want my waste out of here Don't bury me