This Dung (Demo)

We got a lot of bullshit

And so later I was used to

Throwing myself in the dung

Wether it had a scent or didn't

Wether it was the best manure

It was all I knew, it was all I knew

I trusted myself to roll in it

Like it was money, it was wine

But then it started to smell fishy

When I woke up and I realised

It is my time

So, don't give me shit

I had enough of it

You've been saving it up in a plastic cup

Sling your hook, get outta my face

Grace, grace, grace, you're a disgrace

We got a lot of bullshit

And so later I was used to

We got a lot of bullshit, bullshit

And so later I was used to

Throwing myself in the dung

Wether it had a scent or didn't

Wether it was the best manure

It was all I knew, it was all I knew

I trusted myself to roll in it

Like it was money, it was wine

And then it started to smell fishy

When I woke up and I realised

It is my time

So, don't give me shit

I had enough of it

You've been saving it up in a plastic cup

Sling your hook, get outta my face

Grace, grace, grace, you are a disgrace