Mountains Make Me Crazy

(专辑： Gutter Gaunt Gangster - 2012)

These mountains make me crazy
My legs can't seem to stand
"And I'll be leaving in the morning with or without you" she said
If I'm breaking what I'm building
I've ripped out every single stone
And you can break my soul or bones girl but you can't destroy my home
No you can't destroy my home
If the street lights they all flicker
Just like candles in the street
I will give my soul to strangers and let the bastards sell it cheap
I've seen girls out on the street, lord
Men drunk on the boulevard
The kings all know my face lord and the jokers pulled my card
Oh, the jokers pulled my card

They say that that doesn't kill you makes you stronger
And I should be pretty strong or so it seems
Cause I almost died a thousand times
Oh, death it follows me
I guess that's what separates us gods from kings

We will plant our dead in boxes
And pray to God that something grows
Leave the widow on her knees, Boys
Dressed in black with empty hopes
The children's screams are crazy
Their eyes are blacked out from the smoke
I can spare my bread and water, but I cannot spare my coat
No, I cannot spare my coat
Don't damn my imagination
Cause my dreams are all I have
Well In the day its damp and dirty
But when I sleep it's not that bad
Dirty hands they cling to boxcars
Tender tears stain frozen cheeks
We're all searching for salvation but we won't find it in these streets
We won't find it in these streets

They say that that doesn't kill you makes you stronger
And I should be pretty strong or so it seems
Cause I almost died a thousand times
Oh, death it follows me
I guess that's what separates us gods from kings

Everybody lives for something
I guess I must live to think
You can have my thoughts at half the cost
Because I think they're killing me
The tree lines weave through fields
Giant serpents of the south
I've seen the sun set on the ocean
I've seen the daylight drown itself

Poets drink their whiskey
They point out problems in our lives
Well you will never read his notebooks
He won't be famous till he dies
Well without our hearts we're nothing
And without our spines we're weak
You can pump my blood or hold me up but that still want make me free
No that still won't make me free