Down by the Darkside
Inside the breezeway
Where my thoughts are all turned inside
With no words I could say
Why my heart just could not feel
What my eyes could never see
All the lies seemed so real
All the things I should be
Though I know I never was
Was it all because
I was walking down by the Darkside
Yeah, I was down by the Darkside
Down by the Darkside
Where it seems all the fools live
I was hanging out there at a low tide
I had come there to forgive
To forgive myself for my own soul's burning
And for the way it's always been
Cuz I was just never learning
Just remembering where and when
Through all the good and the bad times
And all the whiskey, drugs and rhymes
Rolling fast into the Darkside
Yeah, I was down by the Darkside
Down by the Darkside
Where the street lights never shine
Where the girls love a fast ride
And all live on money, sex and wine
You can stand here and listen to their chatter
And all the stories they tell
Pretending nothing really matters
And then end their sentences with "Oh well"
So I have my palace down in this place
And a P.O. Box in case I loose the race
Cause I'm a king down by the Darkside
Yeah, I was down by the Darkside
Down by the Darkside
The marriage party is full with laughter
Where the idiot and his new bride
Will drown themselve with "Happy Ever Afters"
But like a buzzard the blind groom flies
On an endless tyrade
Strewn with all his broken-hearted lies
Across the living hell he has made
Was it meant to be all that it was
Or was it only just because
They held their wedding down by the Darkside
Yeah, I was down by the Darkside
Down by the Darkside
Where all my friends and I now live
We're all so hollow on the inside
And we all have nothing more to give
So we all stand there blind and bleeding
Although we all claim to be so aware
Of all of our emptiness and our needing
Yet we're too numb to even care
Can we decide to end it all
Pick up the phone - make our last call
That call you must place down by the Darkside
Yeah, I was down by the Darkside
They say that they've closed down the Darkside
Say that they love and that they care
But I know there, just on the outside
The depressed millions are still standing there
They have their tickets to the dance all stamped
They have their muzzles held to their heads
They are all gathered at the old camp
Where they are all dying to be dead
So don't waste your time wondering why
You can find their answer in their sunken eyes
Road blocks never work down by the Darkside
Yeah, I was down by the Darkside.
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