Where do we go
From here I just don't know
Two snails taking it slow
Find the point of attack
And feel it slipping through the cracks
Yeah, it keeps me coming back
Give it a try
What's just a little more dirt inside my eye
A little more dirt inside my eye
And I'll try
A little bit of something if it feels so pretty
And I'm high
Trying to keep the walls up but I just can't swing it
What's not to like
When you can't see I'm dead inside
Yeah I'm dead but I'm alive
Looking through glass walls
Someone else can catch you when you fall
If you think you can't take it all
Now your looking up
Looking down on you and feeling lust
Is it love or being sluts
And I'll try
A little bit of something if it feels so pretty
And I'm high
Trying to keep the walls up but I just can't swing it
A long sigh
Is all I've got left to give if we just quit it
But I'll try
Cause maybe you won't go and kick dirt in my eye
But what's a little more dirt inside my eye