Copperfield

I sold my soul
Said the devil for gold
But that's a lie
Don't buy
The lessons we've learned
Are the blessings we've earned
So I say to you

The answer's just drag
And knocking dead

I'm not much for words
But I'll tell you this
I'll tell you this
I'm gone
I'm not much for words
But I'll tell you this
I'll tell you this
I'm gone

Remorse is like a wound in your mouth
You can't stop tugging
You can't stop tugging
Like an itch on your back
You can't stop scratching
Scratching, yeah

The answer's just drag
And knocking dead
And knocking dead

I'm not much for words
But I'll tell you this
I'll tell you this
I'm gone
I'm not much for words
But I'll tell you this
I'll tell you this
I'm gone
I'm gone
Gone