Born Feet First

God damn can I
Get a witness?
Try and talk to god but he don′t listenPain marches to its own rhythm
So if you listen closer you can hear what I'm feeling
Oh god I′m losing control
Fire in my eyes & my skin too tight
The pain is calling I'm coming home
(The pain is calling I'm coming home)

Still!
Got this chip on my shoulder
Still!
Right on the edge and getting closer
Still!
Searching for some type of closure
Not there yet and I′m only getting older

Still!
Bitter and cold for no reason
Still!
Going to war with my demons
Still!
The son of my father
Born feet first baptized in vodka
(Born feet first baptized in vodka)

Paranoid and I don′t wanna show it
Got the shakes and I can't control it
Hit the brakes I don′t know where I'm going
And man in the mirror?
Man, I don′t even know him
Oh god I'm losing control
Haven′t eaten in 10 days
You can feel my rib cage
Trust me we are not the same
(Trust me we are not the same)

Still!
Got this chip on my shoulder
Still!
Right on the edge and getting closer
Still!
Searching for some type of closure
Not there yet and I'm only getting older

Still!
Bitter and cold for no reason
Still!
Going to war with my demons
Still!
The son of my father
Born feet first baptized in vodka

Still!
Bitter and cold for no reason
Still!
Going to war with my demons
Still!
The son of my father
Born feet first baptized in vodka

Trust me we are not the same
Trust me we are not the same
Trust me we are not the same