I am levitating somewhere down the road With a price on my head and the shadow of a black crow He´s been on my tail for close to three days Just a little souvenir of my wicked ways
I would rather die fast than to ever live slow Father forgive me what my mother don´t know The scratch marks on my soul From the shadow of a black crow
I´ve got a box of reds and a bottle of the blues Comes a time in your life honey you´ve gotta choose My belly´s on fire from the acid of the truth All the untold lies of my misspent youth
It´s pretty when you´re young just a pity when you´re old, yeah Am I running away or am I closer to home The lines and the signs and the miles go by No one ever bothered to even ask me why So I am disappearing into this road
With a six pack of sorrow and the shadow of a black crow
I would rather die fast than to ever live slow Father forgive me what my mother don´t know The scratch marks on my soul