Dead For Days (Norman Brannon’s Slowcode Remix)

This is where the cop said his head hit

He'd been dead for days

Eighteen hours away

I didn't see him

But Tim did

That part hadn't changed

Since we were kids

Now I've got friends that don't know me

A wife that's disowned me

You in concept only to miss

And I've been sober

For over

Two weeks

The only thing I learned from that man

Is I'd rather be estranged than next of kin

This is where my rock-bottom is

It's a short fall from grace

From such a tiny stage

I can't believe the lies that my mouth spit

I can't believe she stayed

As long as she did

I'm so over

Being sober

My needs are in me, not the drink

I'm riding a fine line

An accidental overdose or suicide

Tell my mom she was right all along

And tell my kids this is where my head hit

This is what a life in flux looks like

I ain't got a bed

To rest my head

This is how I hide

From a guilt that won't subside

I ain't got a good reason

For leaving