Sober like a preacher, yet drinkin double whisky's
Bones juttin out like ol woody guthrie
pockets, smokes, eyes they are all empty
Follow faces through dimmed lights
Empty conversations about empty lives
Blurry faces fill blurred nights
Places forgotten seen though green blue eyes
We've spent long days on the losin side
Hearts on sleeves scars you cant hide
This is for the ones who lost but tried
We still got it! Its all on the inside
There is still a fire that burns
There's still a heart behind these words
Stoke your fire, shake your curse
Open your coffin, burn the hearse
Nobody said life was long
No givin in, Keep goin on!
They dont know but were still strong
Lift your hands and voices scream those songs
Hollow eyed and heroin skinny
We aint dead yet just feelin empty
