has a whole new meaning IT'S STRANGE SOMEHOW You didn't feel what I was feeling Your indecision made me wonder Was I walking into a DEAD END ROAD
where I used to rest my head It's safe and sound if only I could turn around There's no direction where I stand just dead end signs and wasted land It
, she's sittin' back there cryin', and her love is quickly dyin', so turn around, drive me home, don't waste another minute, this road is a dead end
breath or choke So go die, or learn to hope? Get back on your way at the end of the day Under the fire and the rain
the end The world come chargin' up the hill, and we were women and men Now there's so much that time, time and memory fade away We got our own roads
his body got him, run, wid smoke coming From the barrel ah, me gun Hit the bend, oh what the dum, dum I got yum Yummed on the dead end they set in, then
is this sickness out of control Is the beginning of the end right now? Let me know Do the saved souls travel the road of the souls lost? How come the dead
t control his hand Get a body bag cause mauh he's a dead man She was coolin' sportin' my table When the dance was done she like walked back to money'
have you bothered first you sigh then you cry up a whole bottle of water seem like this shit wont ever end merry-go-rounds turn to whirlwinds waves turn
Every night, I wipe my eyes 'Cause these years pass me by I give up, I'm all in My whole life is full of sin This road is a dead end I wanna live again
Loving the way it feels Just to be alive Getting the chance to ride on the big wheel I'm takin my share of dead end curves Had to steady my nerves
ooh and I'm back in bed with you wish I could make, make, make it stop I'd like to turn my head around but I keep drivin' down a dead end road soon i
Chorus) Tell me why I cant see where I?m goin No When everybody else sees Where I?m comin from And I don?t know why I travel down these dead end roads I gotta turn
it's like that when I got the Philly If you don't care someone else does the killing So when you hit the end of the road ain't no turning back I done
I done said it before Drive-bys, crack heads knockin at your front door All them race for the money at the end of the road Fully-loaded by my waist, I
handcuff or shell could hold 'em in Right at the end of my road, who been there before? Now that I'm dead, it's like I've been dead before Same story
be me, I don't want to be here Still I'm tired of standing Still tired of living Still everyday I dream of leaving Red brick schoolhouse, dead end dirt roads