I'll miss you when I reach the end
I'm not worried about the past
I'm married to the filth
I'll miss you when I reach the end
I'm not worried about the past
I'm married to the filth
Crawl back into the hole
In which you came
Crawl back into the hole
In which you came
What's it like to live under the rug?
What's it like to have been forgotten?
Don't worry me
Don't worry about me
I'm fine in the hole
In which you left me in
This is how I learn to be the one
This is how I learn to be the one
This is how I learn to be the one
This is how I learn to be the one
