In A Hole (Live At Hollywood Palladium)

Grass grows greener on the other side
Corn grows sweeter on the other side
And I watch, and I watch, and I watch, and I see too much
And the blood in my face and my head flows too much

God spits on my soul
There's something dead inside my hole
In my hole
In my hole
In my hole

I step crueler but less defined
Striped cats cooler but so refine
And I want to see what I want to be
And I see me on a toxic screen
And I'm dancing to a scream

God spits on my soul
There's something dead inside my hole
In my hole
In my hole
In my hole

How can something crawl within
My rubber holy baked bean tin
It's God to me, it's God to me
This is heart and soul

Heart and soul
Heart and soul
Heart and soul, uh, uh
Heart and soul, yeah
Heart and soul
Heart and soul
Heart and soul
Heart an', heart an', heart an', heart

Thank you