Home of the Brave

I dont even feel it But lord how I need it When Im not with her
Im not all myself
Sometimes have my breakfast right
Off of a mirror
And sometimes I have it Right out of a bottle
Come on Im gonna rip it up Tear it out
Gotta get it off of my soul
I dont even miss you
But thats cause Im fucked up And sure when it wears off
Then I will be hurting
And just cause the sun shines
When youre out of my time
And just cause I feel bad
And feel good to fly high
Come on Come on Im gonna rip it up Tear it out
Gotta get you off of my soul