the trend is dead

IT'S WEARING ON MY MIND I'M SPEAKING ALL MY DOUBTS ALOUD YOU ROB A DEAD MAN'S GRAVE THEN FLAUNT IT LIKE YOU DID CREATE IF I HIT BOTTOM AND EVERYTHING'S GONE IN THE GREAT MISSISSIPPI PLEASE DROWN ME AND RUN IT'S DIGGING TIME AGAIN YOU'RE NURTURING THE WEAKEST TREND THOSE WITH THE HEART AND THE BRAIN TO GET PAST THIS CAN SPOT A PATHETIC WITHOUT EVEN ASKING