I've been all around Gutter Town Looking for a better frown Beating on misery's door.
Looking high and looking low I guess I'm one of those lost souls Who just don't quite fit in no more.
Drifting, used and feeling down Staring at another round Will not that time turn into day.
Taking good times when you're blue Well there'll be someone there for you When you're dying on your dying day.
Making it through is what I do to get over you Making it through is what I do to get over you
Racing down that reckless road Has hard advise that we all know Take what you can and learn from it.
I once saw a Satanist loose his life He was rolling the devil with his dice I guess he was ready to call their quits.
Fighting all night just to keep in line Trying too hard not to loose my mind Watching all the folks doing the same.
I've been all around Gutter Town Looking for a better frown Why can't no one here remember my name?
Making it through is what I do to get over you Making it through is what I do to get over you
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I've had hard times trying to beat my wife, But I never really like the kind of trouble They got me in along the way.
So I got me a dog and I solved it all Now me and him are making up our own laws There's something about living this kind of way.
Had me a friend in Birmingham Got a twenty years sentence for a one night stand At least he did the time for his son.
I've done it more than once or twice And I've made it through my darkest nights You know I'll always be living on the run.
Making it through is what I do to get over you Making it through is what I do to get over you Making it through is what I do to get over you Making it through is what I do to get over youTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
