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