Down - Eyes of the South


This time is real,
its a love i feel,
it may be tainted,
but god knows its good to me,
cause you see,
i leave my woes,
at strangers road dispose,
and let the sun back on my face,

Its a soul sense of pride,
good lord the south is blind,
but she gives me so much,
suffrage with my pain,

I feel the strain,
when it get these kinda things to drain,
i`ve fucked it how,
it my dad, its my family
and i need that woes,
it takes the deepen holes,
and it pumps the blood back in my veins,

Its a soul sense of pride,
good lord the south is blind,
but she never bury her head,
in shame,

please let me ride run,
come one call me on,

But please let me die,

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