Blues

I sing the blues so well
Because I need it
Because it is hell down here
With all this smoking in the mist

How could I believe?
How could I believe?
How could I believe?
I sing my way out of misery

I sing my way
I sing my way
Out, out
I sing my way

I sing, I sing



Credits
Writer(s): Joseph Paul Longo
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