I'm walkin to the other side With the devil tryin to take my mind And my soul's just a silhouette In the ashes of a cigarette
Illusions never fake their lies Trick cards fool the eye Carry zeros over till they add up Bury tears in the chapters you shut Sometimes the jail can't chain the cell And the rain's too plain to tell All alone by a barren well The scarecrow's only scarin himself
I've been diggin the ground Thru the dust and the clouds I see miles and miles And the junkyard piles I wanted hope from a grave I wanted strength from a slave What gives you comfort now Might be the end of you then Crows are pullin at my clothes The wind got my fingers froze Standing all day keepin watch Over all the treasures we lost Sometimes the jail can't chain the cell And the rain's too plain to tell All alone by a barren well The scarecrow's only scarin himselfTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
