"DIRT" lyrics

Vinny left the grocery
With a bag full of last week's, pay
Jeremy's got a right hand
But he's reaching for his waistband
We'll see
Sarah's skipping school
And it's not because she's not in the cool, crowd
Me, I'm scared to speak

So I
So I
Scribble my thoughts on a bench
Piggybank my two cents
Put my mouth on the curb
Tell my side to the dirt
6 feet deep with my words
Keep this shit to myself
To myself
To myself
So I
So I

Mitch and Connor left at the liquor store
With a bag full of goodies
Outside of the liquor store
There was red on his hoodie
They didn't stop to think and watch
Just in case they spun the block
Pulling off, tires squeal
Pop the seal

So I
Scribble my thumbs on a bench
Piggybank my two cents
Run my mouth on the curb
Tell my side to the dirt
6 feet deep with my words
Keep this shit to myself
To myself
To myself
So I
So I

Yeah, who lied
Who told
Who's hot
Who's cold
Who did what
Who said this
Man, I'm tired of the politics

Keep that shit to my chest
Everybody walking around head high voice loud
Acting like they know what's best
Just cause you got one
Don't mean you got to
Baby, stop looking so stressed
Don't spill the beans
I hate to watch you picking up someone else's mess
You only get one life and at this point it's a curse and a blessing

Scribble my thumbs on a bench
Piggybank my two cents
Run my mouth on the curb
Tell my side to the dirt
6 feet deep with my words
Keep this shit to myself
To myself
To myself
So I
So I