dancing dirt into the snow

alone you find yourself just hanging

and to fill the hole you cling to all that seems

to hide the little girl that crying

underneath the rage that you let others see. 'cause you're dancing dirt into the snow

while others look at you on show. you're dancing dirt into the snow

while all around you people grow

and watch you bleed. and watch you bleed. so now you look at me

eyes wooden. an anchor through your head; crimson for disguise. an opal for a wound you carry

fairy lights of pleading someone look at me. 'cause you're dancing dirt into the snow

while others look at you on show. you're dancing dirt into the snow

while all around you people grow

and watch you bleed. and watch you bleed. the more you push through broken glass

the thicker it becomes. and the more you turn on broken worlds

the sooner you will need. the more you push through broken glass

the thicker it becomes. and the more you turn on broken worlds

the sooner you will need

a gun. 'cause you're dancing dirt into the snow

while others look at you on show. you're dancing dirt into the snow

while all around you people grow.