[ Featuring the Celtic Outlaws ]
Living through addiction. Living through the past
I see my dark reflection staring right back
With it's blood shot eyes finger pointed right at me
He mouthed "I'm gonna kill you" set your tortured soul free
Where's the devil when you need him? I'm feeling all alone
My inner self is itching to find a buried home
Will my will still kill even if I'm gonna die
The hand of death keeps creeping up my shattered spine
I'll go. Where I don't know
I'll follow all the signs that point to dagger road
Hell is getting closer. It's warming up my feet
And tensions getting tighter my heart is skipping beats
And my head is getting heavy it's pointed at the ground
My only true direction is down, down, down
My mind is getting weaker it teeters on the tracks
And the slightest gust of wind decides what happens next
With a penny as my fortune will it buy enough to eat?
Before I hit the road my foot must start on the street
I'll go. Where I don't know
I'll follow all the signs that point to dagger road
As I walk towards the gallows my spirt is at ease
Suppress my fading ego tears roll down my cheeks
It's the last breath of air that seals my jaded fate
I wish you knew I loved you but it's far too late
