My hand to God I didn't mean to After all Look what we've been through Men come in different shades That's how we're made
The little house on Ellis Drive Is where I felt most alive The oak tree covered that old Ford I miss it Lord, I miss it Lord
These blood red eyes Don't see so good But what's worse is if they could Would I change my ways? Wasted times and broken dreams Violent colors so obscene It's all I see these days These days
Watch what you say The devil is listenin' He's got ears that you Wouldn't believe And brother once you go to him It's your soul you can never retrieve
These blood red eyes Don't see so good But what's worse is if they could Would I change my ways? Wasted times and broken dreams Violent colors so obscene It's all I see these days These daysTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
