Reprobates - Failure lyrics

He packs his brain into his lunch bag His wife is like a waitress She dresses him Feeds him coffee and aspirin Warms up the car Fuels the cancer in his life His hands begin to tremble As he stares down from the ledge And watches the ants marching below He is a quiet man His sense of hope is gone Under his cracking shell He is a walking bomb Their words are like knives Under his skin His vision is blurred Can't see the sh** he's in (His) body is failing (His) brain is sore He feels the tension build And can't take it anymore He starts the car His mouth tastes the smell Exhaust fills the air His brain begins to swell As he sits in traffic And spirals out of control In the back of his mind He sees the gallows pole Last words from This quiet man Are "when they take me down I'll bring as many of them with me as I can" He was a quiet man Not anymore.