Текст песни The Bigger Lights - Never Mistake A Suit For A Friend

Текст:

Is there anybody out there alive or dead? This heaven’s looking like a ghost town baby, black and red I’m an artist with a shotgun in a dark, dark room With a chip on my shoulder and nothing left to lose I square dance with the dead The pretty little liars all attend Are we mice? Are we men? Until the sun comes out again I’ve been writing my confession, I’ve been keeping score I was always just a point shy from changing the world I’m pushing down the fast track baby; silently, dangerously I’m just a dreamer with a matchbook and a little kerosene I square dance with the dead The pretty little liars all attend Are we mice? Are we men? Until the sun comes out again I square up for the bull fight Between the beauty and black ties God knows it’s a fight we just can’t win So never mistake a suit for a friend Who are we? We are more than the enemy Red hands with a mic and a ministry Hands up! Lights out! Who are we? We’re the spark that you want to be Red hands with a mic and a ministry Hands up! Lights out now! I square dance with the dead The pretty little liars all attend Are we mice? Are we men Until the sun comes out again? I square up for the bull fight Between the beauty and black ties God knows it’s a fight we just can’t win So never mistake a suit for a friend

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