Civet - Old Glory lyrics

Come on & make me live I can't seem to do it for me I'm starving to d**h Going down in glory Glory... No God forgave There is no end for me Buried in boxes & sympathies, yeah Tell your great big lies to me I'm going down in glory Where's your pills? You perfect home? Your regret? You f**ing humility? Where's your prise? Where's your daughter? Your lies & my broken home? Burn me once, shame on you Burn me twice, shame on me I won't be on your doorstep, lady I'm going down in glory