Same Sad Shit

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 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 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 that 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 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 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 back home