End of the Road
(Smith)

It was not going to be like this
Another stone for the road to Hell
With a prayer of hope from my lips
A curse burns my tongue as well

Sick with obsession now
And devils inside my head
Believing my time has come
To place a loser's bet

Oh, forget it all
And crush my desire
For now I know
I've got to walk to the end of this road
Down to the end of the road

And now with hammer in hand
Inside the church that we've built
No windows or pillars can stand
Gutted by fear and by guilt

So if you ask me now
Just how I feel
I would keep it from you
I will keep it from you

Oh, forget it all
And crush my desire
For now I know
I've got to walk to the end of this road
Down to the end of the road


© 2002 Andy Smith
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