Sheet metal

I never had a place to hide
I'm always on the losing side
You know how things can pull you down
Like a stone in current advancing as i drown
Never had a point searching for the clue
I must have missed the starting gun
I'm a nowhere man like the son of sam
I'm in the grave i feel the calm
A fucking bomb

I'm the shit crushed by the world
My hope's like flag the wind unfurls
I must embrace the things i hate
I'm looking down below, debase
Like a drug addict a mindless fanatic
Wash awaythe simple things
I'm a nowhere man don't hear the words i can
I'm in the grave i feel the calm
A fucking bomb

I think i'm still alive lying beside my bed
The hole is not a void it's all inside my head
A place a face i can not recall
The optic functions the clouds on the wall
The word is code they're ready to die
I can't go out like this I can't i'm ready to try
When the hands steel the rage
You're hitting the ground
Bring it down