There's dirt under my nails
From a hole I didn't dig
Clawing my way to the light
Always out of reach
Why does dirt never feel like solid ground?
Why isn't crawling enough?
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There's dirt under my nails
From a hole I didn't dig
Clawing my way to the light
Always out of reach
Why does dirt never feel like solid ground?
Why isn't crawling enough?
