The Dirt Eaters

Do you know the

Smell of your own face?

Will you eat the

Will you eat the world?

Gone to a place that's rotten

Feast on what's on the way

Gone to a place that's rotten

Feast on what's on the way

Going to an open, to a clearing

The soil is sour and unforgiving

We buried our guilt

I think I left the shovel there

Going to an open, to a clearing

The soil is sour and unforgiving

We buried our guilt

I think I left the shovel there

I'd eat all the dirt in this yard for you

And all the dogbones too if you asked me

(If you asked me)

Any sick brain

Knows an unknown fellow

Any sick brain

Makes me think about things

Gone to a place that's rotten

Feast on what's on the way

Gone to a place that's rotten

Feast on what's on the way

Going to an open, to a clearing

The soil is sour and unforgiving

We buried our guilt

I think I left the shovel there

Going to an open, to a clearing

The soil is sour and unforgiving

We buried our guilt

I think I left the shovel there