Southern oak

When I woke up in the morning
I hit the ground with what I did
Lord knows that I won't remember
But I know I don't forget… not yet

Strike the match and let the day begin
With a broken cigarette
And let the flames burn these feelings off
As I smoke it to my head

My southern oak billows smoke that clouds the sky
That fading sigh is my last gasp of hope
My oak cries for more

Barely tired when the sun had woke me
Even though I'd barely slept
Another shattered dream in my hands
Another noose around my neck
So fight the fire with this broken record
And then crawl back into bed
And let the day roll right on by
Because the night knows where I'll head

My southern oak billows smoke that clouds the sky
That fading sigh is my last gasp of hope
My oak cries for more

Take time to burn and toss the lessons learned
Take time to see that nothing bothers me
Take time to prove that I can never lose
Take time to fly into the sacrifice

Take time to fear everything you held dear
Take time to fall then rise above it all
Take time to fight and drink away the night
Take time to die and waste this fucking life
Pass me the knife
I take my life
Don't wonder why