Beat Me Down

There's a whole lot of nothing going on inside my head

Feels like my brain is fried, feels like my soul is dead

I've been working like a dog, pulling way too big a sled

But these wheels keep on humming underneath my bed



Damn you, Devil, endless road and loneliness

You always knock me down and I always get back up again



So, beat me down

Beat me down

Come on, come on

Beat me down



Well, my momma has a nice way of telling me I look like hell

I guess it's from the alcohol, I guess I might as well

Just pour me another glass, 'cause it always seems to help

Say a prayer for me, momma, say another for yourself



Damn you, Devil, endless road and loneliness

You always knock me down and I always get back up again



So, beat me down

Beat me down

Come on, come on

Beat me down



Beat me down

Beat me down

Come on, come on

Beat me down



So, beat me down

Beat me down

Come on, come on

Beat me down



Beat me down

Beat me down

Come on, come on

Beat me down



Beat me down

Beat me down

Come on, come on

Beat me down



Beat me down

Beat me down

Come on, come on



Damn you, Devil, endless road and loneliness

You always knock me down and I always get back up again

So, beat me down