Lost and alone

Lost and alone
Walking through life
Don't even own
The things that I have
Tired and cold
Tripping through time
Don't even know
The things I've done
Mad and insane
Digging my grave
Not quite sure
If I want it dug
I drag my feet
Every step of the way
The mud gets deep
By the end of the day
Doesn't matter what you've got
The piper must be paid
And I'm hungry baby
For some home cooked food
But I can't eat
Because my spoons all burnt