Dirt in your head and you don’t know how to get it out
So black and white, to me it’s everything or nothing now
Educate on your state and you can figure out
What all these mad hatter chatterers are on about
Quickly falling down
Nothing matters to us now
One day, we'll all be underground
You can't pull yourself out
No, you can't pull yourself out
In bed, and there’s no one in this house anymore
Turn around, shut the door
We’re not going out today
The day is lost anyway
Try and question all of these thoughts
Let them come and go when they want
I guess my brain is an appealing place to stay
Quickly falling down
Nothing matters to us now
One day, we'll all be underground
You can't pull yourself out
No, you can't pull yourself out
One day, we'll all be underground
You can't pull yourself out
No, you can't pull yourself out
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