treading and trodden - King 810

And I’m walking round town again

And I’m looking for a best friend

One that I can build a nest in

One that I could leave some sex in

If you could feel how this hurts

You would kill yourself first

Hacked my skin all up again

And I’m hanging out with dead men

I’m haunted by a memory or a dream about a better me

Before I had an enemy

Before they wanted my neck from me

Bow down pray to your God and

Kneel down don’t pick from the garden again

I’ve been treading and trodden

Trying not to try and kill myself over again

And I’m walkin round town again

And I’m lookin for a fortune

One that I could buy the world with

I would trade it for my woman

If you could feel how this hurts

You would kill yourself first

And if I’m shot down in the street again

Let me bleed till death if you’re a friend

Bow down pray to your god and

Kneel down don’t pick from the garden again

I’ve been treading and trodden

Trying not to try and kill myself over again

Bow down pray to your God and

My girl don’t eat from the garden again

I’ve been treading and trodden

Trying not to try and kill myself over again