I am like a piece of dirt down by the site of the river
who refused to be blown by the wind
I looking down at myself for being so filthy
Useless to myself and my environment
what can I do?
I'd looked at you for the very first time and couldn't tell our difference
it felt like we've been together in the life that passed
the life we can't remember
who we was or what we were
Deep down you wet soul i can feel the emptiness deep down
i know you're in love with someone else like i was before you
but by now
i think you should have know for yourself
we're both rejects