Lyrics to "The Pain" by Spodac:


I was raised on an ounce of praise
You get it where you can
Dismal is as dismal does
We dropped and we ran
The chase is on, the chase is on
The chains are gone

Fit to blame the price of fame
Get it where I am
Righteous is as righteous does
That is where I stand

The race is on, the race is on
The chains are gone
Right or wrong, like on and on
Fortunes lost and won

I never knew a million miles away 
Could be in the same city
She never looked as beautiful
As the day she said goodbye
Goodbye

Out of the grave, onto the stage
The world’s greatest music fan
Angry is as angry does
Gone and trashed the plan
Shining on,  we’re shining on
The blame has gone
Right or wrong, goes on and on
Fortunes lost and won

I never knew a million miles away 
Could be in the same city
She never looked as beautiful
As the day she said goodbye
I never knew a million miles away 
Could be in the same city
She never looked as beautiful
As the day she said goodbye

Another shot for the pain
For the pain
Another shot for the pain
Another shot