You try to to tell me you want happiness But you ain't happy unless You're miserable And you can't win unless you lose Your heart's as heavy as the stones you throw Can't see the flowers for the weeds you grow You blow your bubbles just to to watch 'em burst

You can have Charleston My home, my heart Where I was born and raised Where one day they're gonna take my body And lay it in a grave But it's got to to be this way It's gonna break my heart to to say, goodbye But it'll kill me if I stay The cobblestone streets

This time it's goodbye trouble I feel the light at the end of this tunnel I get stronger with every step Come Hell, come high water You push on me I'm going to to push back harder I got a whole lot more than a little bit left Oh, don't put dirt on my grave

Gamblin' with your life, you gettin' close to to the grave Sorry Lord, the Devil got a hold of me, baby Knew I shouldn't have never let you close to to me, baby Clutchin' on my fire, you never know these days I be clutchin' on my fire, you never know these

It can't easily be found There's just one thing That we all crave From the cradle To To the grave A state of grace A point in space Or point in time In time of peace In times of war

Enter into a circle of light, engraved in flesh stare in my eyes, I will not bow down, the only truth pulling words form my lips Tearing me within this life will Remain a mystery to to you until the day you pass away Speak lies spilling from your lips as

Lying there cold after a torturous death Your life ended fast you took your last breath Dead in a grave, your final place The maggots infest your disfigured face Pus through your veins takes the place of blood Decay sets in, bones begin to to crack Thrown

Bleed for me, I've bled for you Embrace me, child, I'll see you through I'll see you Realms of fear, they speak the truth What has past, I hand to to you This grave of life, I give to to you Ignore what was, you know it's true I'll dig a hole, and bow my head

I know what you wanna hear Truck tires on a two lane rolling River rushing and a warm breeze blowing in Hair all around to to the sound Of the radio singing in the background Gravel grinding, while we're finding A little spot I can make a fire in Top

Oh, girl, you know it's on (oh yeah) I came here to to slay shit (yeah, yeah) All night I'ma work the grave-shift (Lord, Lord) These drugs I'm on, they ain't nothing to to play with (sky high) I can't feel my face, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah) When I pull up on ya