: Crawling...to the path of the righteous Crawling...to you again To you again Crawling...up then down a mountain Crawling...then up again Then up again
Crawling, to the path of the righteous Crawling, to you again, to you again Crawling, up and down a mountain Crawling, then up again, then up again [
continues to Spiral down, spiral down Look upon the self Look upon the other We need a better understanding Now we'll spiral down Spiral down Continue to spiral down
, I'm thankful for what I got With my back turned, looking down the path With my back turned, looking down the path With my back turned, looking down the path
for what I got With my back turned, looking down the path With my back turned, looking down the path With my back turned, looking down the path
m thankful for what I got With my back turned, looking down the path With my back turned, looking down the path With my back turned, looking down the path
brain wash entertainments to detergent [Chorus] If my thought patterns Brought palans to Walt Adams And spit violence and death, then kids start gaddin' Bloody ear canal Hold it down
Crawling...to the path of the righteous Crawling...to you again To you again Crawling...up then down a mountain Crawling...then up again Then up again
Tradução: IDA. (Abajo) El sendero de la mano izquierda.
Tradução: SOULRELIC. Abajo en mi camino.
Tradução: Zevon, Warren. Espaldas Mirar hacia abajo la trayectoria.
of brain wash entertainments to detergent [Chorus] If my thought patterns Brought palans to Walt Adams And spit violence and death, then kids start gaddin' Bloody ear canal Hold it down
you down Inside myself I found That you're the reason why What I wanted to confide You're the dream that I've been chasing after Your memory will never die The path
'll never make it if you can't speak for yourself they said we'd fade away We've all been down this path before You're trapped in this town And it wears you down
third alive, A quarter ticking over on the middle by the side of the road, Don't get surrounded by people you hate, Choke you out the house down the path
that makes me a country motha fucka. Anyways in school, your boy was a huslta I had everything on deck to get that butta. But I was headed down the wrong path