Level With Dirt

Over my ego

And the mountains I've made

I had my hand in the lost and found

I knew I'd never get blamed

But this isn't my break and sometimes

The point isn't what you've learned

But if you know what you've been stealing

Why still act so concerned?

He worked his way on the subject

Are you tired of this scene?

I can fill your glass with diesel if your tired of cigarettes and beer

But the forks in the road

Pave me with problems later on

Though I still see silver linings

When I'm in the eye of the storm

Over my ego

And the mountains I've made

I had my hand in the lost and found

I knew I never get blamed

He said don't let the clouded mind

Seem less than what it's worth

But don't dig a hole like me

My sky's level with dirt

But the ditch that I've dug

For all the powder I chase doesn't make me attached

I'll cut the ties in my blood

Fill this trench back with mud

When I want to be free

Until my consciousness caves

Until my

Over my ego

And the reputation I made

I would feed the mouth that bites me

Hoping I would get saved

But the absence that breaks

Fabricates new labels for other eyes

In tune with the retina's

In tune with the retina's

In tune with the retina's