Path, pathway or PATH may refer to:
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Beth, I hear you callin'
But I can't come home right now
Me and the boys are playin'
And we just can't find the sound
Just a few more hours
And I'll be right home to you
I think I hear them callin'
Oh, Beth what can I do? Beth what can I do?
You say you feel so empty
That our house just ain't a home
And I'm always somewhere else
And you're always there alone
Just a few more hours
And I'll be right home to you
I think I hear them callin'
Oh, beth what can I do? Beth what can I do?
Beth, I know you're lonely
And I hope you'll be alright
'Cause me and the boys will be playin'
Jeffrey Frequented The Bath House For A Lonely Guy
So He Could Drug Their Drink
And Have Them For The Night
The Bath House
The Bath House
Clad In A Towel Jeff
Lured Men Back
To A Private Cubicle
Rendering Them Unconscience
And Completely Under His Control
The Bath House
Be honest with me
Did you ever think that these things that you did
Would come back to haunt you and fail you again
Don't ever question my will to admit
That when we're alone its too hard to resist
Making believe that we're bigger than this
Choosing a road that is different,
but similar
To the same one I took before
Why don't we breathe
Why can't you see
That things aren't always what they appear to be
But as simple as it sounds
I think I've found
The perfect way to grow old
Simpleness describes
The iron that is you and your rusty old life
Get on with the mattress and tell tale lies
Watch everything that you touch turns to ice
We're following the sheep and they are at it again
Making believe that they're free as it seems
But only finding out that they're on a sinking ship
That doesn't care
How many it saves today
Why don't we breathe
Why can't you see
That things aren't always what they appear to be
But as simple as it sounds
I think I've found
The perfect way to grow old
Watch out now, I see the light
At the end of the tunnel
It seems realistic
That getting there will make us fine
But watch out now, its full of glass
Don't take a chance
You'll surely pass
At least someday we'll know that reason why.
Why don't we breathe
Why can't you see
That things aren't always what they appear to be
And as simple as it sounds
I think I've found
The perfect way... (to grow old)
Why don't we breathe
Why can't you see
That things aren't always what they appear to be
But as simple as it sounds
I think I've found
The perfect way to grow old
The perfect way
Soaked by your thoughts or better yet
Excretions from your, your rusted minds
Showering soot covering and blackening
All my thoughts and my beliefs
Your impressions lie on my skin
No need to burn to be washed away
Your lack of respect for me and my views
And those of others it only shows
The ignorance of your insecurities
What you have created should be for you
Your impressions lie on my skin
No need to burn to be washed away
I walk a path that i've made for me
Why is it so hard so hard for you
I have the right
I have the right
I have the right
I have the right
The right to Life
Life
Life
Life
Soaked by your thoughts or better yet
I'm drowning in your your rusted minds
I don't need your opinions on my beliefs
They're my beliefs
No need to burn to be washed away