Deep Dark Hole – Dalbello – letras

You might be dumber than I really care to thinkYou might be clever but you’ve barely reached the brinkAnd if you’re not too careful what you think aboutYou won’t think about tommorowI guess it’s all if you swim or you sinkYou might be headed for aHoleA deep dark holeI think your spinning into something you can’t controlA deep dark holeA pocketOf penitence wall-papered to your floorAn arsenal ofEvidence thumb-tacked to your back doorAnd there’sA razor-edge benevolence sliced likeA zig-zag through your coreLeft from the backlash of your bloody warI think you’re headed for aHoleA deep dark holeI think you’reOver your head way beyond your controlA deep dark holeAnd all the darkness you create for me might be…All the darkness you create for me might be…Of all the righteous fools i’d hate to be…It’s likelyIt might beIt might be….YouAnd if justice’s hand prevailsWell then you might tip the scalesIf all else—all else failsWell then—you might be,You might be, you might be,You might be headed for a….Hole.