Got my feet on the couch and my head in a hole (hole, hole)
And I've been hanging myself at the top of the pole (pole, pole)
They sold my job but at least they're saving my soul (soul)
Now my fist full of hate's got nowhere, nowhere left to go
I got no proof but I know the truth
You can't catch me if I'm on to you
I'm locked and loaded to explode
God, give me somewhere to go (whoa)
Ashes to ashes now we all fall down
Ashes to ashes now we all fall
Ashes to ashes now we all fall down (I am not like them)
Ashes to ashes now we all fall down (I am not like them)
Ashes to ashes now we all fall down
Ashes to ashes now we all fall down
Ashes to ashes now we all fall down
WRITERS
Andrew Colin Fulk, Andrew Rose, Christopher Rawson, George Schmitz, Jesse Barnett, Joshua James