Scars on my back match the scars on my lungs
I can't ever take it back I've already made the jump
Funny thing is now I don't hate myself
Funny thing is now all I have is myself
Self love narcissism and wealth
Roads paved listen as I pour out my health
Woes and leaves fall where I once knelt

Narcotics are often very therapeutic
Tonics, the prescribed chronic do the trick
Unplatonic love for the sick sold by a doctorate

Saltwater fills the tills and the tide won't let me breath
Insects chase my dread roaches burning in my sheets
Whiskey neat to help me drown underneath
How'd I still get burnt standing in the sea

Woke up looking sideways
Time to get on the highway
Moving past my yesterday
No one to ask if I'm gonna stay
Wouldn't want it any other way
I have so little left in me to say
Woke up looking sideways
Pulled into different byways
One has my head in yesterday
The other took my soul to latterdays
Never given direction so I pave a driveway
I'll make the home where I can stay
Then watch ashes as I burn it anyway

We worship under angry gods who count each and every sin
Scripture says its best to applaud as our home shall burn
So sayeth the flock so sayeth the lord look back and be unborn
Justice in faith Holyness to those that placate the form
Just once I wish to live life more than the meek and the worm
To get caught in the eye of a needle and be lost in the storm
My lifestyle called feeble looked at like I grew out horns
Living too idle, I'm no Able but I know I'm not Cain
Guess some see it as all the same can only live in one lane
Faith is the only way to deliver oneself from eternal pain
But if its all the same I'm fine gonna embrace a way of my own soon

I live among many broken men
All of us with dented hearts of tin
Born to work and now work begins
Born separate now make the ends meet
I live among many broken men
Long gone rented out our hearts of tin
Born from labor now the labor never ends
Born desperate men of flesh men of meat

Never will the skin mend
Souls often stolen by the sin
Alcohol takes us all in the end
Spoken foul beaten brow ignorant men
Scars of hard work don't mend
Holes where darkness bleeds in
Tramadol pain killers quicken the end
Broken scowl Silent howl itinerant men

Say I live in insanity
I say your lost in sanity