Ernie Botts + The Miseries - Everyman lyrics

Light a match watch it smoke out Grey cold embers of growing doubt The spark is lit and then it dies Like waning fire in lover's eyes Tell me you're dying Tell me you're feeling low Tell me you're dying Tell me you're feeling low And every man who works outside You're telling me he don't take pride In what he does or says Or what he takes home Move your feet on down the strip To where your people once gathered Clouded minds and desperate fates All of the lives that you have ravished Tell me you're dying Tell me you're feeling low Tell me you're dying Tell me you're feeling low And every girl with starry eyes You're telling me she can live her lies Of beauty and mystique Or the brilliant guy she'll meet Fill a vial up with tears Tell the world about your fears Scream and shout at what's been taken Cry out that you've been mistaken All these voices haunting me I carry them all no one can see That I've lost my bearings See Tell you I'm dying Tell you I'm feeling low Tell you I'm dying Tell you I'm feeling low And every time I complain about my life Lights die off and I compromise Oh everything I've ever done Or had enough mind to believe Ooo... Ooo... Ooo...