Lyrics

You can see the ring of darkness Covering up the light But to see it is to admit That it's just passing by My friend in New York City She calls me time to time And I tell her made up stories But never tell her lies And the weight of my heart It swings me left to right Like a wrecking ball on a six foot chain Forever all my life It only goes to show sweet misery You can follow me down to the end of my path But you still gotta go through me Mhmm I believe that for the moment In heaven I reside It might as well be anywhere So why not in my mind? Oh, you, yeah, you, who else am I talking to? Go sit down by your lonesome And entertain the fool I was late to the party and I'm eating someone's food But I've never been so hungry To be without a clue It only goes to show sweet misery You can follow me down to the end of my path But you still gotta go through me Yeah, you can follow me down to the end of my path But you still gotta go through me
Writer(s): Tre Burt Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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