I’ve thought my path was formed | |
The shoes I’m wearing is badly worned | |
It’s been way too low | |
The strongest of rock is beginning to fall | |
I’ve nowhere to go | |
Looking for souls to guide me through the door | |
Oh lo and behold | |
Whoever hears me please open the door | |
* Oh why you shutting the way | |
The Special Agent says | |
You gotta run from the pave | |
Get away from the grave | |
You gotta save the day | |
This is your license to pay | |
Just take my grace | |
** Can’t take it, Turn to run away | |
Can’t fake it away (Be true to yourself) | |
Masquerade was made yesterday | |
I feel like searching (Tomorrow) | |
Can’t stand it, Something’s gone astray | |
I just can’t remain (Be true to yourself) | |
Revelation, one night, one way | |
I feel like searching (For that way) | |
I was on top of the world | |
Wore fine-cut pearls, diamonds and gold | |
It’s a hard fact long realized | |
The most wise man can’t weather the storm | |
I’ve nowhere to go | |
Looking for souls to guide me through the door | |
Oh lo and behold | |
Whoever hears me please open the door |
I' ve thought my path was formed | |
The shoes I' m wearing is badly worned | |
It' s been way too low | |
The strongest of rock is beginning to fall | |
I' ve nowhere to go | |
Looking for souls to guide me through the door | |
Oh lo and behold | |
Whoever hears me please open the door | |
Oh why you shutting the way | |
The Special Agent says | |
You gotta run from the pave | |
Get away from the grave | |
You gotta save the day | |
This is your license to pay | |
Just take my grace | |
Can' t take it, Turn to run away | |
Can' t fake it away Be true to yourself | |
Masquerade was made yesterday | |
I feel like searching Tomorrow | |
Can' t stand it, Something' s gone astray | |
I just can' t remain Be true to yourself | |
Revelation, one night, one way | |
I feel like searching For that way | |
I was on top of the world | |
Wore finecut pearls, diamonds and gold | |
It' s a hard fact long realized | |
The most wise man can' t weather the storm | |
I' ve nowhere to go | |
Looking for souls to guide me through the door | |
Oh lo and behold | |
Whoever hears me please open the door |
I' ve thought my path was formed | |
The shoes I' m wearing is badly worned | |
It' s been way too low | |
The strongest of rock is beginning to fall | |
I' ve nowhere to go | |
Looking for souls to guide me through the door | |
Oh lo and behold | |
Whoever hears me please open the door | |
Oh why you shutting the way | |
The Special Agent says | |
You gotta run from the pave | |
Get away from the grave | |
You gotta save the day | |
This is your license to pay | |
Just take my grace | |
Can' t take it, Turn to run away | |
Can' t fake it away Be true to yourself | |
Masquerade was made yesterday | |
I feel like searching Tomorrow | |
Can' t stand it, Something' s gone astray | |
I just can' t remain Be true to yourself | |
Revelation, one night, one way | |
I feel like searching For that way | |
I was on top of the world | |
Wore finecut pearls, diamonds and gold | |
It' s a hard fact long realized | |
The most wise man can' t weather the storm | |
I' ve nowhere to go | |
Looking for souls to guide me through the door | |
Oh lo and behold | |
Whoever hears me please open the door |