Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dead Days
Performer
Adam Linka
Drums
Don Tuer
Lead Vocals
Jeff Folkes
Electric Guitar
Ty Coker
Electric Guitar
Wayne Jefferson
Electric Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dead Days
Songwriter
Adam Linka
Songwriter
Don Tuer
Songwriter
Jeff Folkes
Songwriter
Ty Coker
Songwriter
Wayne Jefferson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lee Albrecht
Producer
Lyrics
Here I am at the bottom
'Cause the bottom Is where I belong
I'll keep spitting out my teeth
So you can't find me
When I'm 6 feet deep
Will you search for me?
Broken is this place we all call home
We were born in a wasteland
And we don't need your sympathy
I'll pull out my eyes
So I don't have to see
What this world has in store for me
Back and forth between
The man you see
And the devil staring back at me
When I'm six feet deep
Will you still search for me?
Drown in your misery
Hide what you don't want them to see
The crows will feast
On what's left of me
Broken is this place we all call home
We were born in a wasteland
And we don't need you sympathy
Will you be the spark that lights the flame or the coward that smothers it out?
Broken is the place we call home
Broken is a place that we all know
So bring me home
Quite content
With the creatures we keep
Quite content
With the crooked company we keep
Writer(s): Don Tuer
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