This television has a poison on its breath. This counter culture of both wicked lies and death. It makes my eyes bleed everytime I turn around. How will they all feel when I bring them to the ground?
And I'll say.
I walk for miles inside this pit of danger. A place where no one follows me, I walk alone.
Huh!
I'm sick of all these people talkin' out their heads I've never understood a damn thing that they said From words to actions never knowing what they're about I guess I'll have to chew them off and spit them out
And I'll say
I walked for miles inside this pit of danger I've swallowed down a thousand years of anger The weight of the world is falling on my shoulders A place where no one follows me, I walk alone
Yeah I walk alone Oh Yeah Yeah
I walked for miles inside this pit of danger I've swallowed down a thousand years of anger The weight of the world is falling on my shoulders A place where no one follows me, I walk alone
I walk alone Yeah
Compositores: Joseph Scott Sappington (Josey Scott), Christopher Jon Dabaldo (Chris D), James Alan Johnston (Jim Johnston), Wayne A Swinny, David A Novotny, Paul Allen Crosby ECAD: Obra #16786415