Dirt - Snail Mail

I’ve been down countless halls

And once you’ve seen one, it’s like you’ve seen 'em all

And I’ve seen two open doors

And I can’t help but wonder what the second is for

And I can’t tell myself anything

Even when it feels so seamless

And even when it feels so seamless

Don’t get caught in the dirt, the dirt

There’s a weight and I feel it and it’s pressing down

And it won’t be for nothing and it won’t stick around

If it is about anything that I can fix

Then I’ll see you on the other side if it really exists

And I can’t tell myself anything

Even when it feels so seamless

But even when it feels so seamless

Don’t get caught in the dirt, the dirt

No more clean air, it burns my lungs

No more second guesses, I’ve had enough

No more clean air, it burns my lungs

No more second guesses, I’ve had enough

Let’s forget it now

Baby, when I’m 30, I’ll laugh about how dumb it felt

Baby, when I’m 30, I’ll laugh it out

And oh god, it’s not funny, it’s not funny, it’s not funny

But I know we can laugh it out