Rode a million miles to shed my skin I can't say much about the state I'm in There was a million trials, by fire to win
I can't say much about where I been Who I seen, shed my skin, what I mean, who I am
All that pain, in the tortured brain The bodies, the death toll The last question, resurrection My spirit black as coal
The mirror reflects, what's impossible to detect The ever growing hole inside my soul With all due respect, not to destroy or infect The missing piece that makes my spirit whole Hole in my soul
Turned a million smiles, upside down Don't know much about this border town I could taste the bile, can you scratch my itch And I'd be obliged if you throw the switch Scratch my itch, throw the switch Shed my skin and throw the witch
No pity on this lonesome outlaw Who rides across your land With a leather face and the devil's grin You can see right through me I'm a bad manTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
