Key of Solomon

 

Music: Bobby Shiflett | Words: Bobby Shiflett & William Nailen

I don’t know, I was walking down that killing street
I was looking for a way out, feeling much too empty

I don’t know. I can’t tell you. I just don’t know.
I don;t know. I can’t tell you. I just don’t know.

I don’t know, I was hearing all those children scream
Their mothers, grotesquely fat, beat them til their blood flowed

Like rabies through a miser’s fingers
Through baby’s eyes the wise man lingers.

I don’t know. I can’t tell you. I just don’t know.
I don;t know. I can’t tell you. I just don’t know.

I can’t find a way to tell you all you should know
I can’t find a way to escape my room where dark thoughts dwell

Like rabies through a miser’s fingers
Through baby’s eyes the wise man lingers.

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