I'm walking to the other side With the devil trying to take my mind, And my soul's just a silhouette In the ashes of a cigarette. Illusions never fake their lies, Trick cards fool the eye, Carry zeros over till they add up, Bury tears in the chapters you shut. Sometimes the jail can't chain the cell, And the rain's too plain to tell, All alone by a barren well The scarecrow's only scaring himself. I've been digging the ground, Through the dust and the clouds I see miles and miles And the junkyard piles. I wanted hope from a grave, I wanted strength from a slave, What gives you comfort now, Might be the end of you then. Crows are pulling at my clothes, The wind got my fingers froze, Standing all day, keeping watch Over all the treasures we lost. Sometimes the jail can't chain the cell, And the rain's too plain to tell, All alone by a barren well The scarecrow's only scaring himself.
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