Ramming The American Tradition

I want to thrash my way into the dirt Dig deeper until I find the source of hurt The further I get, the more I feel lost and alone This can’t be real, I figured it out Knee deep in shit Fading in, crawling out Heading down, deeper and deeper I sink Life Sucks, Get Fucked Up So far that you can't find your way out of here Everything falls apart, everyone grows old and tired Tired of love living hate, for too long I'm growing grey Nothing left to say Could this be Death After Death