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Dead Horse - The Jokerr



     
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Dead Horse Lyrics


Sick of this life
Not that you'd care
I'm not the only one with
Whom these feelings I shareNobody understands
Quite why we're here
Searchin' for answers
That never appearBut maybe if I looked real hard I'd
I'd see your tryin' too
To understand this life
That we're all goin' through{Then when she said she was gonna like
Wreck my car, I didn't know what to do}Sometimes I feel like I'm beatin' a dead horse
And I don't know why you'd be bringin' me down
I'd like to think that our love's worth a tad more
It may sound funny but you'd think by now, I'd be smilin'
I guess some things never change, never changeI met an old cowboy
I saw the look in his eyes
Somethin' tells me, he's been here before
'Cause experience makes you wiseI was only a small child

When the thought first came to me
That I'm the son of a gun and the gun of a son
That brought back the devil in meBut sometimes I feel like I'm beatin' a dead horse
I don't know why you'd be bringin' me down
It's like to think that our love's worth a tad more
It may sound funny but you'd think by now, I'd be smilin'
I guess some things never change, never changeI ain't quite what you'd call an old soul
Still wet behind the ears
I been around this track a couple of times
But now the dust is startin' to clear
Oh, yeah!Sometimes I feel like I'm beatin' a dead horse
I don't know why you'd be bringin' me down
I'd like to think that our love's worth a tad more
It may sound funny but you'd think by now, I'd be smilin'
Ooh, yeah, I'd be smilin', no way I'd be smilin', ooh smilin'Sick of this life
Not that you'd care
I'm not the only one
With whom these feelings I share

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The Jokerr is an enigma. He is the object of our release. Shaped by the passage of time and years of humiliation and the selfless entertainment of others, he has returned. The dungeon was cold and dark, with a stale dampness that hung in the air like sewer vapor from the morning street drains. The mind of an individual subjected to such isolation and rejection no longer operates within the confines of normality. It does something much more.

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