Dirt

I've been down countless halls
And once you've seen one, it's like you've seen 'em all
And I've seen two open doors
And I can't help but wonder what the second is for

And I can't tell myself anything
Even when it feels so seamless
And even when it feels so seamless
Don't get caught in the dirt, the dirt

There's a weight and I feel it and it's pressing down
And it won't be for nothing and it won't stick around
If it is about anything that I can fix
Then I'll see you on the other side if it really exists

And I can't tell myself anything
Even when it feels so seamless
But even when it feels so seamless
Don't get caught in the dirt, the dirt

No more clean air, it burns my lungs
No more second guesses, I've had enough
No more clean air, it burns my lungs
No more second guesses, I've had enough

Let's forget it now
Baby, when I'm thirty, I'll laugh about how dumb it felt
Maybe, when I'm thirty, I'll laugh it out
And oh God, it's not funny, it's not funny, it's not funny
But I know we can laugh it out