Yes there's one road leading out of town One road leading out of town Yes there's one road leading out of town But it leads straight back to you
And there's a thick fog growing round my head A thick fog growing round my head When I see the light I choose dark instead
'Cause I've been all the way to the bottom I've been all the way to the top I've been everywhere you can imagine And the last thing I want to do is stop
Yes, a pale faced woman follows me A pale faced woman follows me Down the corners and in the cracks Of the dirty streets
And a voice coming from below Screams my name oh how did you know? All I ever do is run But I can't escape you
'Cause I've been all the way to the bottom I've been all the way to the top I've been everywhere you can imagine And the last thing I want to do is stop
Yes, a pale faced woman follows me A pale faced woman follows me Down the corners and in the cracks Of the dirty streets
And a voice coming from below Screams my name oh how did you know? All I ever do is run But I can't escape you
'Cause I've been all the way to the bottom I've been all the way to the top I've been everywhere you can imagine And the last thing I want to do is stop Yes the last thing I want to do is stop Oh the last thing I want to do is stop
Compositor: Ethan James Barnett ECAD: Obra #16396024