Motherless Child - Clutch

Every last blind pulled when I walk down the street.

The only sound I hear is my tired heartbeat.

Sometimes I feel just like a motherless child.

This place once had a name.

The people once had faces.

In every town I find it’s the same sad situation.

Sometimes I feel just like a countryless man.

My father tried to break me, my mother she tried to raise,

The county correct me from my wild ways.

I once saw figures about a mile off.

So I waited in the woods until they were gone.

Sometimes I feel just like a wandering dog.

My father tried to break me, my mother she tried to raise,

The county correct me from my wild ways.