Dyin' Is Thirsty Work

I've got a sneaking suspicion
That the walls will keep caving in
Until the pressure kills me
Idle hands
Find solace around my throat
Gripping like a damn

Dyin' is thirsty work
When you're caught in the undertow of the West Coast
It's more violent than you think
Bloodstained concrete will always remind me
I'm tied to fate

Broken and bleeding
I was waiting for the pain to stop, stop, stop
It never happens that way
And though you could walk away
But then when do you get caught?

Caught in a frenzy
Destroyed from the inside out
Charge into the enemy
Well, welcome back to California

Dyin' is thirsty work
When you're caught in the undertow of the West Coast
It's more violent than you think
Bloodstained concrete will always remind me
I'm tied to fate

(Get up, get up, get up)
We all fall down
We fall
(Get up, get up, get up)
We all fall down
Get up, get up, get up
(We all fall down)

Dyin' is thirsty work
When you're caught in the undertow of the West Coast
It's more violent than you think
Bloodstained concrete will always remind me
I'm tied to fate

We go, we go, we go
Until we all fall down
Children there livin' hand to mouth
Until we find the solid ground

We go, we go, we go
Until we all fall down
Children there livin' hand to mouth
Until we find the solid ground



Credits
Writer(s): Sam King, David Moki Marino, Michael David Jr Mcguire, Scott C Powell, Tim Mehew
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