"Salt In The Wound" - Delta Spirit
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Delta Spirit
I want to disappear<br /> Far from the folks I know<br /> I want to get an answer<br /> To why I was even bornNo one here can tell me<br /> What's been haunting me all my life<br /> Well, this rat race has left me limping<br /> 'Cause I balanced on the edge of the knifeWhy am I here?<br /> Oh, what should I do?<br /> Well, is this the point I'm trying to prove?If there's a God in my head<br /> Then there's a devil too<br /> How can I tell the difference<br /> When they both claim to be true?Maybe God is God<br /> Maybe the Devil is me<br /> Well, I just throw my chains on<br /> And tell myself that I'm freeChains, are they really there?<br /> Is this just in my head?<br /> Well, I'll just stay in bedLife sure has its meaning<br /> Over years I have postured the sun<br /> Thieves and preachers robbed me<br /> For many hat that I've hungNow with my heart wide open<br /> I listen to the wind just for a word<br /> Sure, I know it's futile<br /> But that's all I have in this worldTo look down from the hill and howl at the moon<br /> All the tears I cried never salted any wounds<br /> Well, the earth is so tender and cruel<br /> Well, if you're not there it's still so beautiful<br /> <br /> Songwriters<br /> Jonathan Jameson;Kelly Winrich;Matthew Vasquez;Brandon YoungPublished by<br /> CHERRY LANE MUSIC PUBG CO INC;THE ORDER OF THE SPANISH PREACHER Song Discussions is protected by U.S. Patent 9401941. Other patents pending.Lyrics provided by TANCODEhttps://damnlyrics.com/" readonly=""/>
"Salt In The Wound" Lyrics
I want to disappear
Far from the folks I know
I want to get an answer
To why I was even bornNo one here can tell me
What's been haunting me all my life
Well, this rat race has left me limping
'Cause I balanced on the edge of the knifeWhy am I here?
Oh, what should I do?
Well, is this the point I'm trying to prove?If there's a God in my head
Then there's a devil too
How can I tell the difference
When they both claim to be true?Maybe God is God
Maybe the Devil is me
Well, I just throw my chains on
And tell myself that I'm freeChains, are they really there?
Is this just in my head?
Well, I'll just stay in bedLife sure has its meaning
Over years I have postured the sun
Thieves and preachers robbed me
For many hat that I've hungNow with my heart wide open
I listen to the wind just for a word
Sure, I know it's futile
But that's all I have in this worldTo look down from the hill and howl at the moon
All the tears I cried never salted any wounds
Well, the earth is so tender and cruel
Well, if you're not there it's still so beautiful
Songwriters
Jonathan Jameson;Kelly Winrich;Matthew Vasquez;Brandon YoungPublished by
CHERRY LANE MUSIC PUBG CO INC;THE ORDER OF THE SPANISH PREACHER Song Discussions is protected by U.S. Patent 9401941. Other patents pending.