Anti-mortem - New Southern

Can you tell me what I'm looking for?
Can you tell me what I'm searching for?

Sleep on the streets where I walk in the dark
And I lived with a heavy heart
Go wherever I choose to go when I roam
And I know that there's no train headed for home

New southern
I live this way
Going straight to hell on a rainy day
A new southern ‘Cause I live this way

Lost my head on the way to get help
With the hand that I dealt myself
Fuck! I can't help about the way I felt
But sometimes I even disgust myself

New southern
I live this way
Going straight to hell on a rainy day
A new southern
‘Cause I live this way