I've been blinded by passion and didn't realize I've been
Down to the ground
Held back by the fire with my nose pressed in the dirt
I've been down to the ground
All I know, that when the wave comes it crashes
I've been washed out by floods
I've been leached out by floods
I found the power
I've been thrown in the deep end
I've been scared, I've been weak to scared
I've been. . .
In the final hour
I've been down to the ground,
I've been thrown to the ground
I can see it in flashes, reminded by the ashes
All of my heart's desires, thrown out the window
And that's too far off for me
In the final hour
I've been down to the ground
I've been down to the ground
I've been down to the ground
made to feel embarrassed
I've been put on
I've been stripped and searched
I've been whipped and burned
Make me feel real down
I remember the old days kicking around in the memory
Two-fisted sound
Held back by the fire, put my nose into the dirt
Down to the ground
In the final hour
When you're really down
In your time or dying
When you're really down
When you're really down
Don't come to me
Don't come to me
Don't come to me
Really down, really down, really down
Really down, really down, really down
etc. . .