Vicious Rumors - Out Of Misery lyrics

[Sisco, Thorpe]

I see you out there walkin'

Your crooked smile

You think that you possess such

Grace and style... well I say no

The wind is getting colder

And you're getting older

You sit and watch your life go by

And you can blame yourself

You call me over

You call me brother

But I despise you

Like there's no other

Put you out

Of my misery

Put you out

Get away from me

Take a walk around

And see the world you live in

Then reflect if you deserve

The skin that you wear

So it's almost over

You will be forgotten

Or could I be you in the end

And I'll never walk away