Treading And Trodden

And I’m walking round town again
And I’m looking for a best friend
One that I can build a nest in
One that I could leave some sex in
If you could feel how this hurts
You would kill yourself first
Hacked my skin all up again
And I’m hanging out with dead men
I’m haunted by a memory or a dream about a better me
Before I had an enemy
Before they wanted my neck from me
Bow down pray to your god and
Kneel down don’t pick from the garden again
I’ve been treading and trodden
Trying not to try and kill myself over again
And I’m walking round town again
And I’m looking for a fortune
One that I could buy the world with
I would trade it for my woman
If you could feel how this hurts
You would kill yourself first
And if I’m shot down in the street again
Let me bleed till death if you’re a friend
Bow down pray to your god and
Kneel down don’t pick from the garden again
I’ve been treading and trodden
Trying not to try and kill myself over again
Bow down pray to your god and
My girl don’t eat from the garden again
I’ve been treading and trodden
Trying not to try and kill myself over again