Deadbeat

I was born barefoot in the mud
Handed a bottle and given a gun
From the land that makes serial killers
Wrapped up in violence feels so familiar

Trying to navigate an endless sea of filth
Poisoned by excess our greed unfulfilled

Some of us place nothing above self
Some of its stand in the way of their wealth

To the people always needing more
All is fair cuz you love the war
I am not you, you are not me
When it falls apart you’ll be left with nothing

I’m a deadbeat from the sticks
Rеminded my whole life I’m worthlеss
From the land that breeds billionaires
Sharks in the water and wolves on land

Trapped in this wasteland your future assigned
Run out of money and we let you dies

Some of us place nothing above self
Some of its stand in the way of their wealth

To the people always needing more
All is fair cuz you love the war
I am not you, you are not me
When it falls apart you’ll be left with nothing

What the fuck is fitting in I’ve never found a place
Always showing up to early or too late to stay
No matter how hard I try I’ll always be a mess
Dirty and unkempt but I don’t have any regrets

Fallen down more than than I can count
Mostly my fault there’s no filter on my mouth
I drink too much and getting heigh is fun
When you fall down you just have to get up

The deadbeat, worth noting
Everything I have tried has failed
The deadbeat, scourge on society
But I’ll need be like you

I’d rather quietly waste
Nothing in this world is worth all this pain
I’d rather die in this hole, than be part of this
While our future’s sold