Texty: Corrosion Of Conformity. Wiseblood. Goodbye Windows.

Past regrets and future fears
Turns a boy to a man sooner than planned
All the same, the boy remains
Even though he's free, he can't fly with these heavy chains
Saw your mother yesterday
And she had these words to say like a judgment day

I think he shoulda known better
I think he shoulda known better
I think he shoulda known

I'd rather have holes in my eyes
I'd rather have hole in my eyes
Then to watch your soul paralyzed
Goodbye your shining son no longer glows
Through my window, through the goodbye window

Thirsty from the start very soon you learned the part
Of the redeemer, ohh what a dreamer
So you're waiting on the call
Pretty soon you'll know it all, holy mountains fall

And he says, one might make you lazy
Two might make you crawl
Three might make you crazy
And four ends it all

I'd rather have holes in my eyes
I'd rather have hole in my eyes
Then to watch your soul paralyzed
Oh goodbye your shining son no longer glows
Through my window, through the goodbye window

Through the goodbye
Through the goodbye
Through the goodbye window
Through the goodbye
Through the goodbye window
Goodbye, should've known better

Should've known better
Should've known better
Should've known
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye