Lyrics

I see me looking Through my front door It's wide open But I cant see through anymore I'll have to find me some other way To see what's going on Sometimes half empty Sometimes half full You win some You lose some Depends on the fool Just a small dose of your medicine Will make the sugar go down It will make the sugar go down Oh but try, try as I may Can't seem to make any difference Around here these days But on on and on To what end Should I stand up and try this again Should I stand up and try this again Oh the big common thread Has all been forgot I say I'm better than you When I know that I'm not It sounds like crickets From the tackle shop Its all just a bucket of noise Who gave you the power To send me to hell If the world really knew you They'd put you in jail There's blood from the wound Of the legal knife On the red silhouette of my soul On the red silhouette of my soul Oh but try, try as I may Cant seem to make any difference Around here these days But on, on and on To what end Should I stand up and try this again Should I stand up and try this again Should I stand up and try this again Stand up and try this again Try, try as I may Cant seem to make any difference Around here these days But on, on and on to what end Should I stand up and try this again Should I stand up and try this again Should I stand up and try this again Stand up and try this again
Writer(s): Steve Mcmurray Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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