And is that the big picture? For the worthlessness in each of us?
For the surface sinner, who is moving from dust to dust?
And is that the big picture? For the worthlessness in each of us?
For the surface sinner (I know you), who is moving from dust to dust?
Is it fresh or is it rotten yet?
Is it fresh or is it rotten?
Ooh when I get there
Ooh when I feel it
To dust, to dust, to dust
(Is it fresh or is its rotten yet?)
To dust
(Is it fresh or is it rotten yet?)
Surface sinners (woo hoo)
Moving from dust to dust
I barely see you when my body starts to tense (ugh)
I'm barely near you when I feel I'm at safest
I barely hear you but you're making perfect sense
But every time I say your name I smile.
O no
To dust to dust
So, is it fresh or is it rotten yet?
So, is it fresh or is it rotten yet?
I can't tell you, how hard it is
Not to ask you if I even count, woah no
But I know you, do you get that...
That I cannot prepare myself for when...
I barely see you and my body starts to tense (ugh)
I'm barely near you when I feel I'm at my safest
I barely hear you but you're making perfect sense
And every time I say your name I smile (ooh woah no)
I barely see you when my body starts to tense
I'm barely near you when I feel I'm at my safest
I barely hear you but you're making perfect sense
And every time I say your name... (I barely)
But this ain't rotten no