I been roamin in a dead mans shoes

Been here rollin', bout a mile or two

These blisters, these wounds

I been roamin in a dead mans shoes

Been here rollin', bout a mile or two

These blisters, these wounds, wont heal



I been the center of the drain thats full of lost causes

Spinning, been here a minute, but I'm not falling

Begging, Just bring the apathetic ending

I casted the role beautifully in drowning but theyre not calling

See I would've grabbed the bottle

N skipped through tomorrow, tryna battle down the throttle

N hit you with all I had and try grab for followers

Been floating off the ledge now, I'm betting they would follow us down

There's been a wreckage at the Docks

Where my innocence is stringing up, with me and it at odds

Cant think of even getting up, but Stuck in my insomnia

And itching to get big enough, to never leave the rocks

So you can pour another bourbon,

And leave me here to find the time to find out if its worth it

To lace up, I only stay to keep my fate fucked

And break a couple chucks along the way to get my grade up


I been roamin in a dead mans shoes

Been here rollin', bout a mile or two

These blisters, these wounds

I been roamin in a dead mans shoes

Been here rollin', bout a mile or two

These blisters, these wounds, wont heal


I've been The model of the man I never saw coming

Hide, You may Find me alive, but that is not what you,

Want, I race you all through my old haunts

I play the part of the Devil, while you meddle, but youre not running

Ya See, I would've swung the blade

N hit you with all I had to find out what you'd save

N rip through the blackness just to find a darker shade

When that abyss comes knocking we'll be locked by what we say

There's been Death here at the plot

Where the shovels finished digging up the casket through the rocks

See I figure it's been long enough, I'm feeling claustrophobia

So I bring it through the top, when I dont muddle through the nonsense

So you can Pour another bourbon

And leave me here to find the time to find out if it's worth it

To run, I been a product of slums

And I drug a couple chucks along, I'll never get enough


I been roamin in a dead mans shoes

Been here rollin', bout a mile or two

These blisters, these wounds

I been roamin in a dead mans shoes

Been here rollin', bout a mile or two

These blisters, these wounds, wont heal


And If you ever see me, what would I say

And would you wanna try this game that I play

You're missing

And If you ever see me, what would I say

And would you wanna try this game that I play

You're missing


I been roamin in a dead mans shoes

Been here rollin', bout a mile or two

These blisters, these wounds

I been roamin in a dead mans shoes

Been here rollin', bout a mile or two

These blisters, these wounds, wont heal