Miles

As two brothers, the walking dead Pray for silence the other said In one shot to the sky The other held down by disguise Sex for an angry man And to whores they can count on him One made of paper the other of glass And one will tear the other crashed Oh God, was I that man up on a cross Made of steel stuck on my wall Cold and thin, who watched me die Did not care Miles to go before I sleep Miles to go before I sleep Miles to go and fall asleep Is this the way and it has to be, yeah Miles to go before I sleep Miles to go before I sleep Miles to go and fall asleep Is this the way and it has to be, yeah The inside marched on parade To the outside where no one came What was there it scorched the 'round The other made no sound Oh God, was I that man up on a cross Made of steel stuck on my wall Cold and thin, who watched me die And did not care Miles to go before I sleep Miles to go before I sleep Miles to go and fall asleep Is this the way and it has to be, yeah Miles to go before I sleep Miles to go before I sleep Miles to go and fall asleep Is this the way and it has to be Yeah Yeah Yeah ...