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