Viva la Rebellion
There’s no tellin
Why I can’t look you in your eyes
You tell me something
But I can’t see the truth in your lies
I’ll get through, But
Right now your ignorance is your fall
You take all, But
Your all is never what you give all
So tell me something
Why you can’t do what you say what you gonna do?
Go do you then
I’ll hit back
Get that
Bitch I’m a do you in
Fly
Like I’m running out of time
Like a lamb on the low
Like a thought on the way
Love
Like there ain’t nothing else
Like the owls don’t sleep
Like a guest sitting right, alright, cuz I’m right on time
In this sad song
Bygones don’t ride strong
Getting hated on
I don’t know where it’s goin
On the red zone, Got your infection
Spitting attitude, Hell on the radio
Flies on a windshield
Getting dolled up for your last hooray
Seems I don’t wanna go
Oh ooh oh, oh oh, oh oh oh, oh ohoooh oh
Is anybody out there?
Ay ee ah
Mountains of Zion
So full of grace
The Lord is with thee
Blessed art thou
In the last days of Rome
For you are the light that shines through the cold
Blessed is your chalice
The cup of your blood
The wine of salvation
The womb of your throne
The dawn of your glory
Like the crimson at dusk
