Riding around, blasting Final Conflict Watch the sun go down come from Southern California First you smile, then you frown Too much faith in law around me Stay away from drink I do Family history, tonight Stain of liquor bleeding through The more you fight against it The less that you are lucky Rest in peace, Mike Hard to see you go like that Think about it now and then Shiver down my back Need supplies to my head to fix a different path Forgive it all and don't look back Apocalypse, sinking ship Fingertips are numb In my grave I stay playing the same drum In my grave I stay playing the same (Where there's anger, there's always pain underneath) Fall into the ocean Above the surface everything is light Clenching as I sleep My hand makes a fist, I close my eyes The more you fight against it The less that you are lucky If you don't like the way it goes Then turn the wheel the other way Everyone will make you hate you Only you will make you stay Apocalypse, sinking ship Fingertips are numb In my grave I stay, playing the same drum In my grave I stay playing the same