Life On The Bottom

I’m digging myself out of this pile of broken bones

Spent my life on the bottom, surrounded by my own

(And I’m so sick)

You left me in silence, so I yell until it hurts

And I’ll force you to listen, my words will be your curse

Waiting on life, broken and bruised

This is it, taking hits, if I need to

Make my own way, that’s what I’ll do

Taking hits, tasting blood yeah, I spilled my guts for you

I’m draining myself out

You do what you can to survive

One day I’ll forget the taste of your lips and I

I’ll drop you like a ton of bricks, I’ll drop you like a ton of bricks

Waiting on life, broken and bruised

This is it, taking hits, if I need to

Make my own way, that’s what I’ll do

Taking hits, tasting blood yeah, I spilled my guts

You want a war, but I can’t have you pulling me down

Can’t lose control, that’s how I got to where I am now

Can we move on? I’m sick of always waiting on life

So I’ll make my own way, that’s what I’ll do

So sick of always waiting on life

Waiting on life, broken and bruised

This is it, taking hits, if I need to

Make my own way, that’s what I’ll do

Taking hits, tasting blood yeah, I spilled my guts

I’ll drop you like a ton of bricks, I’ll drop you like a ton of bricks