Where You Come From

When the world pronounced me dead 
put me in the grave 
the cut off my legs 
it was not long 
I couldn't hold my mouth 
I ran my head 
I ran my head 

It's strange to be around again 
things might have killed me 
but not the bastard in the skies 
I was fucking with the plan 
asking for it all, 
call it karma or guilt 
being dragged down the road 
call it wisdom or ignorance 

But it's still alive 
and it's in me now 
and it lives and breathes 
but, I can't give a fuck 
I've got a big mouth 
and there's a lot to learn 
from a bottle of whiskey 
it's where you come from 
(the south) 

A remedy to the curse 
cold turkey, drop the bomb 
on harder wares control 
suspend above, become one 
Look at what's around 
It may piss you off 
It might be shit 
But I just can't lie around 
Feeling sorry for myself 

I could care less 
(from weed and whiskey) 
I fell in front of my friends 
I dropped out in front of the world 
you call that supernatural? 
I ain't 

Black wings will weather your flight 
for some there's no second time 
following paths of your life 
I stepped off the mountain to the sky 

watch your ass no 
it's where you come from 
it's where you come from