Dead Days - Holy Water

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 you 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

Written by:
Adam Linka, Don Tuer, Jeffrey Folkes, Tyler Coker, Wayne Jefferson

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