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