Squeeze out your eyes and turn them to flies
Constant frustration
Across entire nations
It feels bad to live
With nothing to give
Don't eat their souls
Or you'll be digging holes
Holes
I wish I could say how I feel
But you already know nothing's real
Laying down here in my bed
Pretty sure now that I'm dead
I'm watching your eyes
As you're in a lie
Constant frustration
This must be my damnation
It feels bad to live
When there's nothing left to give
Don't eat their souls
Or you'll be digging holes
Holes
When I'm left alone here with you
Everything you say isn't true
I wish it could always be this way
If it were I wouldn't see the day
Squeeze out your eyes and turn them to flies
Constant frustration
This must be my damnation
It feels bad to live
When there's nothing left to give
Don't eat their souls
Or you'll be digging holes
Holes