As I lay my hands on the ground
And the sweat dripped from my brow
I felt the clay and bedrock sinking down
When something grabbed my wrist and I came unwound
I tumbled deeper into the gloom
Until I wound up here in this room
In need of so much more than a broom
I'll sleep in suds forever
Under my nails, thick ass dirt
Feel ashamed, but my friend's worse hurt
Now I sway alone in this dark desert
Like a deadass tree in a dry and dead grass skirt
Blood flows like rust under pudding skin
And now I sink alone in my sin
Too many soups to put pepper in
I'll sleep in suds forever
There's something I can't get off my hands
Try to climb
Try to fly
But I slide
And it eats me up
I tumbled deeper into the gloom
Until I wound up here in this room
No exit, no friends left to exhume
I'll sleep in suds forever
There's something I can't get off my hands