Have you ever tried to talk and not made sense?
Do you ever wanna drive away and no tell them where you’ve been?
And do the skies seem too bright?
And do the Southern winds seem to feel as sweet as sin?

And I’ve got no where to rest my head
And all my clever words have now been said
And I think this will turn out to be,
The death of me, the death of me, the death of me, the death of me.

And do you see a stranger in every room?
Does it seem that you need to find an opinion you can prove?
And are your feet shuffling to the door
And has it gotten to the point where you can’t take it anymore?
And I’ve got no where to rest my head
And all my clever words have now been said
And I think this will turn out to be,
The death of me, the death of me, the death of me,
Oh Lord, the death of me.


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