1. Poorman,blindman.

Music/Mcrory Lyrics/White


Walked the streets heard a thousand dead beats.The cloth on my back is what I can find.
Talk to the sky I cry from morning to night,whats morning? whats night?.
(pre chorus)
I'm searching,I'm talking to my ghost who's telling me I'll find my way today.
He's hiding beneath my shadow you see.He's my only friend and he's watching over me.
Slow coming down.I'm a poorman blindman,or so I'm told.
You don't deserve my company,your just a piece of me a piece of me.
Don't talk back to me.I hate my company,my company.