Nothing

Hey mama, when you leave Don't leave a thing behind I don't want nothing Can't use nothing Take care into the hall And if you see my friend Tell him I'm fine Not using nothing Almost wearing down my eyes And threw my ears down to the floor I didn't see nothing I didn't hear nothing I stood there like a block of stone Knowing all I had to know And nothing more Man, that's nothing All those lovers are trouble, son Locked in each other's arms And you better pray That they never find you 'Cause your back ain't strong enough For burdens double-fold That crush you down Down into nothing Being born is going blind Bowing down a thousand times Echoes strong And pure temptation Sorrow and solitude These are the precious things And the only words That are worth remembering Sorrow and solitude These are the precious things And the only words That are worth remembering