So you hustle til the pain grows. Fight until the needle call always when the needle calls. So you hustle til the pain grows to strong. So you hustle til the pain grows.
I'm stuck here in the middle of. This mess that i don't understand. Come on wake up. Open my eyes. It's raining on fifth avenue. The lovers have all gone to ground.
I'm a soldier for the Lord. I fight for Christ. I'm a soldier for the Lord. Only in His might (2x). . I'm not just a soldier for Uncle Sam. I've been drafted to fight where I stand.
Oh sing to our King Lord Jesus. Oh sing to our mighty King. Oh sing to our King Lord Jesus. 'Cause he's mighty and great. Oh sing to our King Lord Jesus.
Tired of drifting, searching, shifting. From town to town. Everytime I slip and slide. A little further down. I can't blame you if you wont take me back.
He sits alone at a table. In a small cafe. Drowning his tears. In a bottomless cup of coffee. . And he's tumbling into his thoughts. His memories are all tight in knots.
Bearing all the aforementioned dialogues we discover the possibilities of. the curve towards progressive behavior and the ultimate realization of the.
Crank up that radio, let me. Tell y'all a story. They're coming from all around. Flying down that wide highway. Coming like crowds like never before. Her being the one they can't wait to see.
I call. I call your phone. I call. I call your phone. But you weren't talkin'. I guest you could say I might have been. Sort of. Stalkin' you. Stalkin' you, babe.
So glad you're gone.. I'm so glad you're gone.. Free (free) in my house.. Free (free) in my truck.. Free (free) on the street.. Free (free) at last.. .
Lightning strikes hard, hits me. Lightning strikes hard. Lightning strikes hard, hits me. . Down the street, 'round that corner. Going down the way, looking here and there.
I saw your eyes as I told you my story. They change from dusk to dawn. Dream visions of mysterious glory. Something sacred so sweet and strong. . It hit me in the heart so serious.
If Ever You heard, all of these words. Silent my point of view. If ever found, all of my doubts. Sorry What I put you through. Sorry What I put you through.
Dim light. Smoke lingers and shades fade. The black and blue of a bloodstained night. Stained night. . Waking somber in the morning. The rain insisting.
Smoke and incense. And crackling of lips. Just as the meds are wearing off. Something has to give. While part of us compels. To draw attention to the flaws.
[Whistling]. Woah-oh,. Woah-oh,. Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh. Woah-oh,. Woah-oh,. Bom-bo-bom-bom. Mmm-Hmm. . Summer will come and Summer will end,. But in between were gonna party.
Kept it all close to myself. Call it theft, she said. I call it luck. Coldest I had ever been. Make myself hate me. And no one else. . Arms caressing folded knees.
This prison has no walls. This bondage has no chains. My memories have no mercy. There's no one left to blame. . Wish I could force back the hands of time.