Don't tell me I'm dying, that I've lost my mind.
Don't tell me I'm changing, from all the bad times.
But thank you for coming, on this dark day
Take from me my coppers, and lead me to my way...
I'm headed, By the Way, Into a Private Hell
By the Way, Into a Private Hell
By the Way, Into a Private Hell
Lying in the dirt, with a mouthful of dust.
Swoop down and scoop me out, pretty watchers from above.
I'm far from a person, and I'm hours from a friend.
Soon enough I'll be near the bend.
Why aren't the stars, still above my head?
Why is my cough, turning so red?
Down the road, if there's angels in the trees.
Their soft singing, will fill you so full of peace.
On your long journey, past the river Styx.
In the dead trees, they'll make you wish,
Your lost soul, had a chance of hope.
You almost looked back, even though...
Your, By the Way, Into a Private Hell
By the Way, Into a Private Hell
By the Way, Into a Private Hell

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