Lyrics

[Verse 1] I know now that I can't make good How I wish I could Go back and put Me where you stood Nothing's really something, now the whole thing's soot [Verse 2] It serves to suffer, make a hole in my foot And I hope you look As I fill my book What a waste of wood Nothing's really happened like I thought it would [Break] Ah, ah, ah Ooh- [Verse 3] I can't rest on no dynasty Yeah, what is wrong with me? Man, I'm so sorry I got the best of me I really damn been on such a violent spree [Verse 4] But maybe you can still make a man from me Here on Speyside quay With what's left of me As you live and breathe I really know now what had hold on me