Phil Campbell And The Bastard Sons — Born to Roam

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I drowned my soul in the river
I screamed for forgiveness
Went searching for answers, when there were none
All this smokin’ mirrors, clouded my vision
Clouded my vision
They bred indecision
But here I am

Down that road I’m walking
On my own again
Some things never change
I know that I was born to roam, on this highway all alone

I was born to roam
These cold, dark, streets alone
And I was born to die
Without you there by my side

I closed my eyes to the danger
Made friends with a sinner
Was left with a sense of betrayal, I
Traded all of my wisdom
I built my own prison
Regretted decisions
So here I am

Down that road I’m walking
On my own again
Some things never change
I know that I was born to roam, on this highway all alone

I was born to roam
These cold, dark, streets alone
And I was born to die
Without you there by my side

All my life, I’ve been riding the rails
All my life, I’ve running away from myself

Down that road I’m walking
On my own again
Some things never change
I know that I was born to roam, this highway all alone
And I will never change, this road, it is my home, yeah

I was born to roam
These cold, dark, streets alone
And I was born to die
Without you there by my side

I was born to roam
These cold, dark, streets alone
And I was born to die
Without you there by my side

Heavy now, is the crown
Heavy now, weighs me down
Heavy now, is the crown

Heavy now, is the crown
Heavy now, weighs me down
Heavy now, is the crown