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PERFORMING ARTISTS
George Ragan The Dead Son
George Ragan The Dead Son
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
George Ragan The Dead Son
George Ragan The Dead Son
Composer
Matt Good
Matt Good
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ted Jensen
Ted Jensen
Recording Engineer
Matt Good
Matt Good
Producer

Lyrics

Lay me down inside of my grave Nothing to see there, ain't nothing to save The weight of the world, so heavy it hurts The burden of time, oh, how it burns Somehow, I forgot the reasons behind So, we run, we run, we run for our lives Here I am, at the edge of it all At the abyss, ready to fall A nail in the coffin From the storm I am caught in A half mast flag in the wind Is there hope for the hopeless? A prayer for the soulless? I'm a broken man Just a broken man What's the use? I'm used to abuse Got a gun on my head and that bullet went through So, do as I say, not as I do 'Cause to tell you the truth, I got nothing to lose When you're down, don't ya look up to me Ain't nobody here, there ain't nothing to see A man and too many pieces to live Put 'em together and he'll break again A nail in the coffin From the storm I am caught in A half mast flag in the wind Is there hope for the hopeless? A prayer for the soulless? I'm a broken man Just a broken man And I know that redemption's not my road So, it goes, so, it goes And I know that redemption's not my road So, it goes A nail in the coffin From the storm I am caught in A half mast flag in the wind Is there hope for the hopeless? A prayer for the soulless? I'm a broken man Just a broken man I'm a broken man Just a broken man
Writer(s): George Arthur Ragan, Matthew Good Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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