Home of the Brave

I don't even feel it but Lord how I need it
When I'm not with her I'm not all myself
Sometimes have my breakfast right off of a mirror
And sometimes I have it right out of a bottleCome on, come on
I'm gonna rip it up
Tear it out
Gotta get it off of my soulI don't even miss you but that's 'cause I'm fucked up
I'm sure when it wears off then I will be hurting
And just 'cause the sun shines when you're out of my time
And just 'cause I feel bad and feel good to fly highCome on, come on
I'm gonna rip it up
Tear it out
Gotta get you off of my soul