In a Hole (Live)

Grass grows greener on the other side
Corn grows sweeter on the other side
And I watch, and I watch, and I watch and I see too much
And I broke my face and my head grows too much

God spits on my soul
There's something dead inside my hole
In my hole, in my hole, in my hole

I step crueller but less defined
Striped cats cooler but so refined
And I want to see what I want to be
And I see me on a toxic screen
And I'm dancing to a scream

God spits on my soul
There's something dead inside my hole
In my hole, in my hole, in my hole

How can something crawl within
My rubber holy baked bean tin
It's God to me, it's God to me
This is heart and soul

Oh, heart and soul
Oh, heart and soul
Oh, heart and soul
Oh, heart, heart, heart, heart and soul
Heart and soul
Heart and soul
Heart and soul

Cheers