I know you're tired of hearing me write about the same sad shit in and out
It's all that helps when I feel alone
Lord, I'm always alone
I've heard people think I'm better off not opening this mouth at all
But in the end, it's all I can give
Oh Lord, it is
So let this be an anthem
For all the folks that just can't stand this
And I'm far from a wise man
But well aware this cannot be it
'Cause if it was, I'd rather die here tonight
With a hollowed out head and a heart full of spite
But I hold countless thoughts of back home
I keep thinkin' bout how the painted ways inside my mind have rearranged into something I don't recognize
And if you think I'm just a broken man, well, hell, I don't give a damn
'Cause in the end, it's all I can be
Oh, it's all I can be
So let this be an anthem
For all the folks that just can't stand this
And I'm far from a wise man
But well aware this cannot be it
'Cause if it was, I'd rather die here tonight
With a hollowed out head and a heart full of spite
But I hold countless thoughts of back home
'Cause if it was, I'd rather die here tonight
With a hollowed out head and a heart full of spite
But I hold countless thoughts of back home
