So if I decide to waiver my chance to be one of the hive Will I choose water over wine and hold my own and drive? It's driven me before, it seems to be the way That everyone else gets around Lately I'm beginning to find that when I drive myself, my light is found
Only bringin' it back, only just bringin' it back A familiar face, a familiar face just brings it all back Everything's bringin' it back, good songs bringin' it back Even after so much time, everything's bringin' it back
All my bags are packed, I'm ready to go I'm standing here outside your door I hate to wake you up to say goodbye But the dawn is breakin', it's early morn The taxi's waiting, he's blowin' his horn Already I'm so lonesome I could cry.
Always known in all my time, A little left of center now Reflect as I realize, That all I need is to find the middle pillar path to sit like the sun by a star in the sky and Just be. Sinners casting stones at me
I'm gonna swing from the chandelier, from the chandelier I'm gonna live like tomorrow doesn't exist Like it doesn't exist I'm gonna fly like a bird through the night, feel my tears as they dry I'm gonna swing from the chandelier, from the chandelier Next: Swing
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My conviction is stronger today As I fight to uncover your sacred lie And the fear isn't going away As the soldiers still die Let your followers know their lives have been sold For the good of your sacred lie For the truth to be told And the plan to unfold We must start asking why
I remember tears streaming down your face When I said, "I'll never let you go" When all those shadows almost killed your light I remember you said, "Don't leave me here alone" But all that's dead and gone and passed tonight
Just close your eyes The sun is going down You'll be alright No one can hurt you now Come morning light You and I'll be safe and sound
Well, I hit him hard right between the eyes And he went down, but to my surprise, He come up with a knife and cut off a piece of my ear. But I busted a chair right across his teeth And we crashed through the wall and into the street Kicking and a' gouging in the mud and the blood and the beer.
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And on my deathbed I will pray to the gods and the angels, Like a pagan to anyone who will take me to heaven; To a place I recall, I was there so long ago. The sky was bruised, the wine was bled, and there you led me on.