Boys in the Ground

Goin' down, yes we're goin' down.

Just about gone but I've had my fill
Scenery streaks at 80 and yet stands still
Right is the turn and left is my path
Steel coffin burst with shattered glass
A nothing moment, a thousand past
A hundred shattered hearts in barbwire casts
Guard rail music is a damned old song
We're the ones lost and he's just gone.

The windshield spins like a fall through sin
Cracked and surely bleeding.

My heart beats fast and my face feels hot
I'm feeling something that I have not
Felt inside in so goddamn long
I'm totally fine and totally gone
So ask me nothing and I'll not lie
But speak with grace before I fly.

Tag the wood it's understood that this is goodbye
D.O.A. forever stay, then they closed his eyes
Club candela we all were members eighteen, an age like dream
Seek the reason for 100 seasons and never one be seen.