Bird Law - The Other Side Of The Dirt

I will never be better than me
I am the worst version of myself
Pain never ending
Pain just constant pain

I see no end in sight
I want to be free of me
The childs teeth grow dull in the shape of the mothers teat
Let go of the world you know
false visions of reality

The ripe fruit turns sour on the limbs of the rotting tree
When my time comes and everything goes cold
theres still one thing I need to know
What's beyond the other side of the dirt

Written by:
Edward Knoll

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