Crowns Of Creation - DevilDriver

You’re a fucking hustler

Wearing crowns of creation!

I was born a troubler

Spitting venom, I’ve been a hunter!

I was on probation, you were on parole

When you’re wrong, you’re wrong… You know!

To err is Human, to forgive divine

What’s yours is yours, what’s mine is mine!

Life is hard

No one makes it out alive!

Seek higher ground!

No matter how bad it gets

There’s someone worse off than you!

Seek higher ground!

Men are evil, all men are vain!

Pride dies first… within the grave!

Worries are wasted, all cares put to ease…

As the claw scratches us like fleas!

Blood of the dog, a man is not a man

Without blood on his hands

These scars I’ve earned, I’ve earned on my own

Distant memories… away from home

Life is hard

No one makes it out alive!

Seek higher ground!

No matter how bad it gets

There’s someone worse off than you!

Seek higher ground!

The world goes by

You’ve gotta make it alone now!

Put that shit on the shelf and become a man!

Work hard, count only on yourself!

Seek higher ground!

The world never fought for me!

In fact it’s been heartless 'til the end

With everyone helping me go down

And all the misery that’s around!

My blind vision!

You’ll all dead by morning!

My blind vision!

Now all the blood is pouring!

Disavow everything that they say!

Disavow everything that they’re about!

Seek higher ground!