Days in the End

Heavy sighs for the words on the wall
About God, and guns, and reform

A stepping stone to spoons on fire
This is the bridge to a rough one room apartment

Golden standard politicians and Wall Street brokers
Lions and tigers oh there's no place like home

Nursery rhymes laugh oh
Painkiller pharmacy

Rite aid and Walgreens to the
Drugs on the street

Its the age old tale of Childs lost dreams
Lost in a needle and half cut Harley Quinn tees

She prays in her closet Oh, lonely in the night
Hoping her catholic stepmother won't catch her down

The old man drinks at the waterhole till 3
Washing his sins and humming a tune
Oh Jesus let me be

Stuck in the water with a brick around the ankle
Tarred and feathered and feeling lonesome in the street

Opinions are worthless so what would you die for
A pain in my heart it breaks can I borrow more time

Shooting a gun at the rest of the nation
Divided and driving the machines that we rage for

Lest we forget oh, a country in its prime
Fighting for freedom and pushin ahead the times

Harsh waters lie oh beneath every bend
It hurts can we stomach the pain for all the days in the end

All the days in the end
All the days in the end
All the days yeah all the days
All the days in the end