What to do, what to say
When you have it all
You come home, you sit down
And stare at the wall
Felling numb, felling dumb
So drown in alcohol
What you are, what you are
Is too small to count
It's time to give up
There's nothing else to believe
Sip from the death water
And fade into a dream
Who to trust, who to love
When you fucked it up
Empty lies in disguise
Hiding in plain sight
Such a mess that you made
Now we pay for it all
What you are, what you are
Is too small to count
Your trail of blood won't be covered up
A man must pay for his own mistakes
God these guy's rock. Had the other two albums, came to this late, but wow, such an album. Love the raw "live" sound, each song is heavy and groovy with the right amount of soul in it. Need to see these live. thehairybadger26