Yeah!This television has a poison on its breath
This counter culture of both wicked lives and death
It makes my eyes bleed every time I turn around
How will they all feel when I bring them to the ground?
And I saidI walk for miles inside this pit of danger
A place where no one follows me, I walk aloneI'm sick of all these people talking out their heads
I 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 up and spit them out
And I saidI walk 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 aloneYeah!I walk alone!Yeah!Yeah!I walk 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 aloneYeah!I walk alone!Yeah!
Songwriters
JAMES ALAN JOHNSTON, PAUL ALLEN CROSBY, CHRISTOPHER JON D'ABALDO, DAVID A. NOVOTNY, JOSEPH SCOTT SAPPINGTON, WAYNE A. SWINNEYPublished by
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