Sky is falling free and the fall is on the rise

Pill pushing window, windows in the pain

Pills are on the move and the move is here to stay

One two three four, put 'em in a line

Mouth to the moonshine, nose to the grind

Listen to the hills hear the white wolf cry

Shine a little light on a coal mine high

Now I think we might be coming down

That fix won't fix this God forsaken town

The family farm is farmin' in the dark

Needles in a haystack, needles makin' marks

Maker's mark makin' us twenty feet tall

Not tall enough, tall enough for the wall

One two three four, put 'em in a line

Mouth to the moonshine, nose to the grind

Listen to the hills hear the white wolf cry

Shine a little light on a coal mine high

Now I think we might be coming down

That fix won't fix this God forsaken town

Diggin' our graves, graves dug with a spoon

Spoon fed lies til we're lying in a tomb

When we gonna change

One two three four, put 'em in a line

Mouth to the moonshine, nose to the grind

Listen to the hills hear the white wolf cry

Shine a little light on a coal mine high

Now I think we might be coming down

That fix won't fix this God forsaken town

Oh yeah I think we might be comin' down

That fix won't fix this God forsaken town yeah

We might be comin' down, that fix won't fix this God forsaken town