Grave Feelings

With broken legs i try to walk on

From this deep grave that i call my home

Making my way through and answer my call

I'm on my lonesome, but i'll carry on

Break out

Break out

Break out

Break out

Now let's walk the gallows with my hand in your hand

The outlook is gruesome, my end will be grand

Was this my life? It was not how I planned

I will not miss this fucking wasteland

We all have that grave feeling