If He's Still About

As soon as you hit rock bottom you can still go down you know 'Neath the soil where the roots will grow And when you see you're dirty face down in the mud You'll find your way into the darkest pit there was So don't talk to me about reason Don't talk to be about pain Don't talk to me about treason In the dust and ash I lay And when you think you're riding north And everything goes south Ask your god if he's still about When your gun is nearly loaded, but your head is out in space Are those beads of sweat or bullets running 'cross your face And life now as you know it will never be the same Do you walk away and hang your head in shame So don't talk to me about reason Don't talk to be about pain Don't talk to me about treason In the dust and ash I lay And when you think you're riding north And everything goes south Ask your god if he's still about So don't talk to me about reason Don't talk to be about pain Don't talk to me about treason In the dust and ash I lay And when you think you're riding north And everything goes south Ask your god if he's still about