Head in the Dirt - Hanni El Khatib

I want my money back, give it back to me

I want my loving back, don’t want your empathy

The road to my heart is narrow and covered with thorn

Vultures circling 'round the sky are hungry and the snakes are coiled

Don’t walk away, don’t walk alone

Don’t walk away, the streets are cold

Heard me say

My head is in the dirt

My mind is in the sea

My blood is on the money ground

Hold my hand and walk away with me

The more that I do wrong, the more that my love grows deep

So I drink myself to sleep at night and dream about her misery

Don’t walk away, don’t walk alone

Don’t walk away, the streets are cold

Don’t walk away, don’t walk alone

Don’t walk away, the streets are cold

Don’t walk away, don’t walk alone

Don’t walk away, too far from home