Sittin' sippin' sorrowIt's gone straight to my headI say the pain shall come and it shall go A friend once said You ain't livin' for no God, noYou be livin' for the dollar signI say a frown upon your maker's face You shall find So, oh, so much wrongYou have tried, oh yeahI waited far, lord, far too long, yeah (Chorus)Talking about your Evil WaysAnd the pen that wrote this songI'm talking about your Evil WaysAnd the pen that wrote this song Wanting to know nothingLiving through a child's eyesA smile comes upon your face As I break and cry Well, nothing seems to matterIn the end what are you doin' it for?To see the trail of twisted broken souls Across the floor So, oh, so much wrong, yeahYou've done tried, oh yeahI waited far, Lord, I waited far too long, yeah(Chorus) Ooooh, so much wrong, childYou've done tried, oh yeahI waited far, Lord, I waited far too long, yeah(Chorus)Yeah(Chorus) Oh yeah
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