Holy Water - Dead Days

Here I am at the bottom

‘cause the bottom Is where I belong

I’ll keep spitting out my teeth

So you can’t find me

When I’m 6 feet deep

Will you search for me?

Broken is this place we all call home

We were born in a wasteland

And we don’t need your sympathy

I’ll pull out my eyes

So I don’t have to see

What this world has in store for me

Back and forth between

The man you see

And the devil staring back at me

When I’m six feet deep

Will you still search for me?

Drown in your misery

Hide what you don’t want them to see

The crows will feast

On what’s left of me

Broken is this place we all call home

We were born in a wasteland

And we don’t need your sympathy

Will you be the spark that lights the flame, or the coward that smothers it out?

Broken is the place we call home

Broken is a place that we all know

So bring me home

Quite content

With the creatures we keep

Quite content

With the crooked company we keep