Living By the Crows

I've been livin' by the crows I've been talkin' on the phone With death I sold my soul For what? Don't fucking know All I know is that my vices Haunt me till I'm in the dirt Six feet beneath the ground I'm dying don't make a sound Down below where I reside Got the noose around my neck All these demons wanna die And torture me until the end Keep you pride and start to cry Smoke another cigarette Turn me to a fucking goon Cut the wire round my head Got no reason to kill Still Imma swing the fucking blade Waiting for death to come and save me But he took my soul instead So I cut my fucking wrist All I wanna feel is pain Meet me somewhere down the road Wearing nothing but my chains Triple six I pull the trigger Middle finger to the sky Fuck god and fuck the devil Have you ever felt alive? Since the moment I was born All I knew was Imma die Tomorrow ain't no promise Close my eyes and start to cry