In over your head And you're too blind to admit it You made your bed So shut the fuck up and lay in it You picked the wrong hill to die on Doubled down and now you're so far gone There's no place for you here Go home Find your own grave to fall into You've been on the run Your mouth like a loaded gun Finger on the trigger while you point that shit at everyone You carved out a space with years of mistakes You wanna fill it with hate Still hollow You talk real loud for having nothing real to say No wiser for so many lessons learned the hard way Can't hold the violence in Misguided like it always is You're taking swings at everyone Because you can't fuckin own your shit When will you Go home Find your own When will you Go home Find your own grave to fall into You've been on the run Your mouth like a loaded gun Finger on the trigger while you point that shit at everyone Go home Find your own Grave to fall into