Dirt کے بول

Was walking through the darkest parts Where it really hurts inside Was hoping to come out at dawn To see a kind of silver line And in the end I sold my soul I lived a life of hollow words Clinging to my juvenile dream I lived a life of minimal meaning I still can feel the dirt inside Seeking for a friend or love Seeking for a route in the dark days Bearing all the longing inside Missing all the fun outside A role in a useless game A cheap movie without an end Kissing and hugging art It drove me away from my love I still can feel the dirt inside