True confessions of a broken man
Feel so useless with these bloody hands
Buried the bodies now I'll bury the past
All sins forgiven but this won't be my last
State of confusion
As I'm looking back
As I'm looking back
Nothing to show
Nowhere to go
I've made my bed now I'm
Forced to lay in it
Forced to lay in it
I've seen my weakest moments under the grip of the bottle
Left alone just angry and hollow
Pushing away my family and friends
Makes me a weaker man
Get high, get high
Chase it down
Pour me another round
Get low, get low
The bottom of the barrel
With no where to go
True confessions of a broken man
Feel so useless with these bloody hands
Buried the bodies now I'll bury the past
All sins forgiven but this won't be my last
State of confusion
As I'm looking back
As I'm looking back
Nothing to show
Nowhere to go
I've made my bed now I'm
Forced to lay in it
I've wasted every day
Wasted every day
Dwelling on the past
Yet it will never last