I'm walkin to the other side

With the devil tryin to take my mind

And my soul's just a silhouette

In the ashes of a cigarette

Illusions never fake their lies

Trick cards fool the eye

Carry zeros over till they add up

Bury tears in the chapters you shut

Sometimes the jail can't chain the cell

And the rain's too plain to tell

All alone by a barren well

The scarecrow's only scarin himself

I've been diggin the ground
 [bad word] the dust and the clouds

I see miles and miles

And the junkyard piles

I wanted hope from a grave

I wanted strength from a slave

What gives [bad word] now

Might be the end of you then

Crows are pullin at my clothes

The wind got my fingers froze

Standing all day keepin watch

Over all the treasures we lost

Sometimes the jail can't chain the cell

And the rain's too plain to tell

All alone by a barren well

The scarecrow's only scarin himself