Step on up to the counter boy Buy yourself a thrill Shake it out with the deepest breath As you kneel over your first kill God is your protector, he keep you safe and warm The funeral director got the contract when you were born
Come on, my way, we have the warmest fire Come on, my way, I'll take your there Come on, my way we got the flying higher When on my way, I'll take your prayer
We got our religion, we got both the ball and chain We got retribution, we got everything to cleanse the shame No set you free, in vain
Listen close going to say it one You need to get you right Use the gifts you were given boy Keep the end in sight Walk it narrow, walk it clean Then to the sky and fly I'm the breath that will fill your lungs Until the day you die
Start living Start dying Start praying Start flying Pinning the face to the floor, slamming and locking the door Start living Start dying Start praying Start flying Holding the face to the ground Turning the world upside down, start dyingTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
