BACK TO DIRT

I woke up
Feelin' like shit, and somehow
Man, I started thinkin' about God
If you're a believer, you better watch out
Someone use Him like a gun

I woke up
Feelin' like shit, and somehow
Man, I started thinkin' about God
If you're a believer, you better watch out
Someone use Him like a gun

Woke up
Feelin' like shit, and somehow
Man, I started thinkin' about God
If you're a believer, you better watch out
Someone use Him like a gun

Stuck between the rise and fall
Lost in past and what's to come
Tracing shadows on my fucking wall
Of the self I'm running from

Woke up
Feelin' like shit, and somehow
Man, I started thinkin' about God
If you're a believer, you better watch out
Someone use Him like a gun

We call them the saints
With blood on their hands
This despair brings me back to my hell

My phantom life familiar shell
(Familiar shell, familiar hell)
A naked king of empty shelves
(A naked king of empty shelves)
The more I search the less I will find
(The more I search the less I will find)
Delete my voice, my peace of mind
(Delete my voice, my peace of mind)

If I could change this world of
Nonsense words and broken hopes
Burn it all! Cause the songs we use to sing along
Don't mean a thing no more
No more, no more, no more

No more amends
Time will erase my

My phantom life familiar shell
(Familiar shell, familiar hell)
A naked king of empty shelves
(A naked king of empty shelves)
The more I search the less I will find
(The more I search the less I will find)
Delete my voice, my peace of mind
(Delete my voice, my peace of mind)

I woke up
Feelin' like shit, and somehow
Man, I started thinkin' about God
If you're a believer, you better watch out
Someone use Him like a gun

Someone use Him like a gun