Miles

As two brothers, the walking dead
 Pray for silence the other said
 In one shot to the sky
 The other held down by disguise
 Sex for an angry man
 And to whores they can count on him
 One made of paper the other of glass
 And one will tear the other crashed
 Oh God, was I that man up on a cross
 Made of steel stuck on my wall
 Cold and thin, who watched me die
 Did not care
 Miles to go before I sleep
 Miles to go before I sleep
 Miles to go and fall asleep
 Is this the way and it has to be, yeah
 Miles to go before I sleep
 Miles to go before I sleep
 Miles to go and fall asleep
 Is this the way and it has to be, yeah
 The inside marched on parade
 To the outside where no one came
 What was there it scorched the 'round
 The other made no sound
 Oh God, was I that man up on a cross
 Made of steel stuck on my wall
 Cold and thin, who watched me die
 And did not care
 Miles to go before I sleep
 Miles to go before I sleep
 Miles to go and fall asleep
 Is this the way and it has to be, yeah
 Miles to go before I sleep
 Miles to go before I sleep
 Miles to go and fall asleep
 Is this the way and it has to be
 Yeah
 Yeah
 Yeah
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