Fallen Pieces by Marginal Man Lyrics
As they fall by the wayside, who is there to pick them up?
People who were once just on the same level
Are now just weeds by the highway
They used to be friends and they used to be enemies
Dropping like flies with no cries of distress
People who were once just on the same level
Are now just weeds by the highway
They used to be friends and they used to be enemies
Dropping like flies with no cries of distress