"Can't Get Away From Yourself" lyrics
"Can't Get Away From Yourself"
I hate all the people
And all the towns
Wish I was nowhere
With no one around
And I could die lonely
And cherish the sound
And I'll be the only
Thing dragging me down
My body's a prison
My mind is the cell
And you can't get away from yourself
No you can't get away from yourself
Folks at the tavern
All dance and smile
Blend with the pattern
Live in the lie
Dressed up like people
Who've walked lonely miles
And I can see through you
Cause I've done the time
My body's a prison
My mind is the cell
And you can't get away from yourself
No you can't get away from yourself
Nothing is sacred
Nothing is clean
Everyone is broken
Know what I mean
The violence is pure
Like the sky or the ground
This war is over
Hope this city drowns
My body's a prison
My mind is the cell
And you can't get away from yourself
No you can't get away from yourself
Writer(s): Benjamin Tod Flippo
- AZLyrics
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- Lost Dog Street Band Lyrics
album:
"Rage And Tragedy" (2016)
I Hate To See You Go (But Happy For The Time We Shared)
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