Turning Away
Watch your neck
This place is a big old wreck
Dry your face
We gotta get out of this place
In these times
When the unfulfilled life is a crime
Bought and sold
To a jeweled hand so cold
Total disarray
The world is turning away
We were sold a bill of goods
Before we even knew they could
A sad lament
About the sorry way the state went
At the back of my mind
In a dream where everything is fine
Future days of waste
Begin to fade to grey
This place is a big old wreck
Dry your face
We gotta get out of this place
In these times
When the unfulfilled life is a crime
Bought and sold
To a jeweled hand so cold
Total disarray
The world is turning away
We were sold a bill of goods
Before we even knew they could
A sad lament
About the sorry way the state went
At the back of my mind
In a dream where everything is fine
Future days of waste
Begin to fade to grey
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Writer(s): Corey Lee Cunningham
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