This Kinda Of Lonely - Everlast
Sittin' alone and I hear rain fallin' on my windowsill
Just wanna do what's right but I don't know if I ever will
There's so many reasons, too many excuses
And all these prescriptions, got too many uses
And I'm so lonely
It's kind of scary
And this kind of lonely is making me weary
I'm so lonesome I could die
Sittin' alone and I am waitin' for the sun to shine
Sometimes I kneel and pray hoping someday you'll be mine
She's so many miles away
So many things to say
And all of the games we'd play don't matter anyway
Cause I'm so lonely
The sex is empty
But this kind of lonely makes it easy to tempt me
I'm so lonesome I could die
I'm so lonesome I could die
Sittin' alone and I am waitin' for somebody to call
Think if I up and died wouldn't nobody notice at all
Cause I'm so insecure and I feel so unsure
Can't take it anymore, no
It's never been like this before
And I'm so lonely, feel like cryin'
And this kinda lonely is worse than dyin'
I'm so lonesome I could die
I'm so lonesome I could die
I'm so lonesome I could die
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Bombs to set the people free, blood to feed the dollar tree,
Flags for coffins on the screen, oil for the machine.
Army of liberation, gunpoint indoctrination,
The fires of sedation,
Fulfill the prophecy.
Now you've got something to die for,
Now you've got something to die for.
Send the children to the fire, send the daughters stack the pyre,
Stoke the flame of the empire, live to lie another day,
Face of hypocrisy, raping democracy,
Apocalyptic, we count the days.
We'll never get out of this hole, until we've dug our own grave,
And drag the rest down with us, the burning home of the brave,
Burn.
Now you've got something to die for,
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Bombs to set the people free, blood to feed the dollar tree,
Flags for coffins on the screen, oil for the machine.
Army of liberation, gunpoint indoctrination,
The fires of sedation,
Fulfill the prophecy.
Now you've got something to die for,
Now you've got something to die for.
Send the children to the fire, send the daughters stack the pyre,
Stoke the flame of the empire, live to lie another day,
Face of hypocrisy, raping democracy,
Apocalyptic, we count the days.
We'll never get out of this hole, until we've dug our own grave,
And drag the rest down with us, the burning home of the brave,
Burn.
Now you've got something to die for,
Now you've got something to die for- Lamb Of God[/size:4ed0697adb][/color:4ed0697adb]