Vicious Rumors Out Of Misery
(Lyrics & Music: T. Sisco, G. Thorpe) I see you out there walkin' Your crooked smile You think that you possess such Grace and style... well I say no The wind is getting colder And you're getting older You sit and watch your life go by And you can blame yourself You call me over You call me brother But I despise you Like there's no other Put you out Of my misery Put you out Get away from me Take a walk around And see the world you live in Then reflect if you deserve The skin that you wear So it's almost over You will be forgotten Or could I be you in the end And I'll never walk away
