tradedfollow
There's a
fork in
the road
in front
of me,
At the
crossroads
of
identity
The
devil
is standing
to the
left.
He says
Either
way,
they
both
lead to
death.
And the high road's
steady and
steep,
And the low road's
easy and
deep.
Guess I'll
follow
follow,
my
kill. feet
I've a
friend
who
lies
and
steals and
cheats.
Always taking
more
than he
can eat.
He says
"To get what I
want,
I would probably
If I don't take it,
somebody else will."
There is no
time,
falling
behind,
Plant
Harmony
Or
burn the tree.
I have a
friend
who
loves
humanity
Braves
bullets
in
war-torn
countries.
He
a
life
of
wealth to help
the poor and ill.
He says
"If I don't do it,
nobody will."
I don't know where,
Where my
path
will lead,
but I'll follow my
feet
and
hopefully
they'll keep me on the
ground
and I'll keep
walking
to the
sound