In a Hole

Grass grows greener
On the other side
Corn grows sweeter
On the other sideAnd I watch, and I watch, and I watch
And I see too much
And I broke my face and my head
Grows too muchGod spits on my soul
There's something dead inside my hole
In my hole, in my hole, in my holeI step crueler
But less defined
Striped cats cooler
But so refineAnd I want to see
What I want to be
And I see me on a toxic screen
And I'm dancing to a screamGod spits on my soul
There's something dead inside my hole
In my hole, in my hole, in my holeHow can something crawl within
My rubber holy baked bean tin
It's God to me, it's God to me
This is heart and soulOh, heart and soul
Yeah, heart and soul
Oh, heart and soul
Oh, heart, heart, heart, heart and soulHeart and fucking soul
My heart and soul
My heart and soul
My heart and soulHeart and soul
Heart and soul
Yeah, heart and soul
Yeah, heart and soulYeah, heart, heart, heart
Heart, heart, heart, heart, heart