Testi:
Wylde Zakk

Dying to live Living to die Ain't no hellos here Nothing but goodbye It's like singing a song that cannot be sung It's like having to end child, what

take my body home Take it home... Well, well, well, so I can die easy Well, well, well, so I can die easy I can die easy. [incoherent distant talking from a very drunken Zakk

I'm kinda sick Mama Kinda down Truck of trouble child Be what I found And as I turn To get away Another spoken problem done Got something to say Lord

Tell me what a young man Mama What's he got to live for Tossed in the shuffle of everyday war Searchin' for some trouble Which I'm sure he will find

I look around I see that time ain't changed Same old faces, Same old names All the things we thought we knew You lied to me & I lied to you (Now) All

Hey Papa, wanna thank you so For who you is and what you be and all that ya do You, yeh, you, you always taught me right from wrong I ain't got much,

It'll leave you with nothin' to say Lost without a way Ain't it funny child Love sometimes leaves you As dead as yesterday Hoping to hold a handful of

Yeah! Misty morning, clouds in the sky Without warning, the wizard walks by Casting his shadow, oh, weaving his spell Funny clothes, lord, a tinkling

1, 2, 1, 2, 3... I went on down, down to the river Went on down to see what I could find Didn't see much, whole lotta nothin' Except for a school that