You don't have to suffer
It is what it is
No bell book or candle
Can get you out of this, oh
no!
I'm scarred, I'm scarred, I'm
scarred
I'm scarred, uh huh
I'm scarred, I'm scarred,
I'm scarred
Every day of my life
I just manage to survive
I just wanna stay alive
You don't have to worry
In heaven or hell
Just dance to the music
You do it so well, well, well!
Hatred and jealousy, gonna
be the death of me
I guess I knew it right from
the start
Sing out about love and peace
Don't wanna see the red raw
meat
The green eyed goddamn straight
from your heart
I'm tired, I'm tired, I'm tired
Of being so alone
No place to call my own
Like a rollin' stone
Marco Giunco |
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