Man Without Country Follow

This is the sound of my lungs giving up
When I've sung more than enough
Now I can't sing

This is something that I could do without
But I'm too far away now
I'll never make it back

My soul's being sold in every note I hold
When the playback drones I just recoil
No these are not the only notes I know
They're my only hope of singing this song

It's why I look so tired
And I've gone so quiet
I try not to show
I'm pale as a ghost
And it's why I'm uninspired
And I've lost insight
Why I'm high and I'm low
I'm ebb and I'm flow

Bite the hand that feeds you, you reap what you sow
You'll only be a winner in an auction for my soul
When god gave out virtues you politely held the door
Chase your dreams on a rodent wheel, you'll only hit a wall

It's why I look so tired
And I've gone so quiet
I try not to show
I'm pale as a ghost
And it's why I'm uninspired
And I've lost insight
Why I'm high and I'm low
I'm ebb and I'm flow