I pulled into Nazareth, I was feelin' about half past dead Just need to find a place where I can lay my head "Hey, mister, can you tell me where a man
You think you're going to live your life alone In darkness and seclusion... yeah, I know You've been out there and tried to mix with those animals And
I'm sitting in my roo in your prison doin' time bars on my windows 'cause you got so good at crime shirt on your back and a gun in your pants thinking
you reached out, you got burned, made tough by the lessons you learned you never thought they could be so mean, be so hard and cause you so much pain
I should have seen my end coming from a long way off don't get caught but I went right ahead and told myself my friend said: man, she'll give you
all eyes turned up to the hero, charismatic icon animal man lyrical visionary caught in the spotlight the more you make the more you get it right, right
if I'd listened everything that they said to me, I wouldn't be here! and if I took the time to bleed from all the tiny little arrows shot my way, I wouldn
you're so fuckin' weak, you disgust me! It's a drag when you bring me and all the things that you say, no one cares anyway down you step back
I'm so tired of myself I'm so tired in my sleep I'm so tired of my lies I'm tired... so tired... I'm so tired of looking inside myself I'm so
I spend time, searching my mind, walking blindly I'm a live but I don't know why my thoughts threat me Paranoia, fear and guilt, I hope I don't explode
You say we're all the same. You don't even know my name. Sometime somewhere someone wants hurt you and I'm one of them You think you know about me
The Weight I pulled into Nazareth, was feeling 'bout half past DEAD I just need some place where I can lay my head Hey, mister, can you tell me, where
So we wrote On precedents and angels We build a book We build a road out of nothing but a saying Out of governments and police we build a book Of how
Oh in excitement home that we call this we charge with an eye on the line and we go over oh proud and strong we come down on babies and mothers and leave
I got Weights made of lead Weights made of lead Weights made of lead Weights made of lead Like the steeple And the tower Just reachin' for the power I got weights
So we wrote, On precedents and angels, We build a book, We build a road out of nothing but a saying, On governments and police we build a book, Of how
Prevod: Allman Brothers Band. Teža.
Prevod: Band. Teža.
