New Southern - Anti-Mortem

Can you tell me what I’m looking for?

Can you tell me what I’m searching for?

Sleep on the streets where I walk in the dark

And I lived with a heavy heart

Go wherever I choose to go when I roam

And I know that there’s no train headed for home

New southern

I live this way

Going straight to hell on a rainy day

A new southern

‘Cause I live this way

Lost my head on the way to get help

With the hand that I dealt myself

Fuck!

I can’t help about the way I felt

But sometimes I even disgust myself

New southern

I live this way

Going straight to hell on a rainy day

A new southern

‘Cause I live this way