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i'm beginning to hear voices and there's no one around
i'm all used up and the fields have turned brown
i went to church on sunday and she passed by
my love for her is taking such a long time to die
i'm waist deep, waist deep in the mist
it's almost like, almost like i don't exist
i'm twenty miles out of town, in cold irons bound
the walls of pride are high and wide
can't see over to the other side
it's such a sad thing to see beauty decay
it's sadder still, to feel your heart torn away
one look at you and i'm out of control
like the universe has swallowed me whole
i'm twenty miles out of town in cold irons bound
there's too many people, too many to recall
i thought some of 'm were friends of mine; i was wrong about 'm all
well, the road is rocky and the hillside's mud
up over my head nothing but clouds of blood
i found my world, found my world in you
but your love just hasn't proved true
i'm twenty miles out of town in cold irons bound
i'm all used up and the fields have turned brown
i went to church on sunday and she passed by
my love for her is taking such a long time to die
i'm waist deep, waist deep in the mist
it's almost like, almost like i don't exist
i'm twenty miles out of town, in cold irons bound
the walls of pride are high and wide
can't see over to the other side
it's such a sad thing to see beauty decay
it's sadder still, to feel your heart torn away
one look at you and i'm out of control
like the universe has swallowed me whole
i'm twenty miles out of town in cold irons bound
there's too many people, too many to recall
i thought some of 'm were friends of mine; i was wrong about 'm all
well, the road is rocky and the hillside's mud
up over my head nothing but clouds of blood
i found my world, found my world in you
but your love just hasn't proved true
i'm twenty miles out of town in cold irons bound
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