Video A Man Alone de Alan Mason 2025 Lyrics Lyrics

Alan Mason - A Man Alone Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I woke up this morning without a face
I've fooled myself again I've sold myself again
Another wasted day counting shades of gray
Another fool's attempt to fall from grace

A casual line, a sip of wine
To sympathize while you're laughing
But on the inside I've lost the insight
That just might be the truth

[Chorus]
Old man loneliness is a son of a bitch
Both hands bound, can't scratch the itch
Cut off all loose ties, and bleed for days
Who could stand veins with friends like these?

[Verse 2]
I pick my teeth out of the mud
And sink the sun, what have you done?
Cut the bandages, remove the oxygen
Hey, man, what's with that stupid grin?

I cut and bleed myself along
A man alone can do no wrong
Another wasted day counting shades of gray
Another fool's attempt to fall from grace
[Chorus]
Old man loneliness is a son of a bitch
Both hands bound, can't scratch the itch
Cut off all loose ties, and bleed for days
Who could stand veins with friends like these?

Old man loneliness is a son of a bitch
Both hands bound, can't scratch the itch
Cut off all loose ties, and bleed for days
Who could stand veins with friends like these?
Taste of sunshine, give it one more time

[Bridge]
No sympathy for the devil
God gave him wings, God gave him wings
No sympathy for the devil
God gave him wings, God gave him wings

These hands (No sympathy for the devil)
They've made for you (God gave him wings, God gave him wings)
Your wings (No sympathy for the devil)
That stick to you (God gave him wings, God gave him wings)

It's dirt beneath your fingertips
It hurts too much to wait for it
It's dirt beneath your fingertips
It hurts too much to wait for it
It's dirt beneath your fingertips
It hurts too much to wait for it
[Chorus]
Old man loneliness is a son of a bitch
Both hands bound, can't scratch the itch
Cut off all loose ties, and bleed for days
Who could stand veins with friends like these?

Old man loneliness is a son of a bitch
Both hands bound, can't scratch the itch
Cut off all loose ties, and bleed for days
Who could stand veins with friends like these?
Taste of sunshine, give it one more time ...
A man all alone