I got some blood under my nails I got some mud on my face My voice is shot I'm going grey These muscles all ache
Don't cry for me I'm the life of the party I'm smilling most of the time I may be gritting my teeth Can't get back where we started These days is mine
God bless this mess This mess is mine God bless this mess This mess is mine I won't pound my chest Or critisize I must confess I've lived died God bless this mess This mess is mine God bless this mess This mess is mine
I knew every buried body Paid for each head stone I may have led the prayers in public But I cried alone Found God through sin But this ain't my confession I'll wait on judgement day It's lose or win Got no need for proteciton Stand up or out of my way
God bless this mess This mess is mine I won't pound my chest Or critisize I must confess I've lived I've died God bless this mess This mess is mine God bless this mess This mess is mine
The howling dooms day dogs Are snapping at your feet Round here the sky is cracked But won't admit defeat Down here there they got your back And good man stood at your side This treasure chest of rags Still keeps this dream alive
God bless this mess This mess is mine I won't pound my chest Or critisize I must confess I've lived I've died God bless this mess This mess is mine God bless this mess This mess is mineTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
