up on the ledge again during the lunch rush hour | |
I was the best picture yet for any clear tourist down below | |
but I never took any time to enjoy what a nice view it was up there | |
will you die for me just like I did for a thousand others | |
and i'm here in the sky i'll wrap myself to the street below | |
as i feel the air like warm water down my spine - I'm free | |
God has shown i'll break my bones i'll tear the world out of its own | |
from his lips i'll taste again | |
they're marking off the street climbing the crowds to get the only clear view | |
i'm here in the sky God is known i'll take his place | |
just look at them they ‘re praying to me | |
from his lips i'll taste again |
up on the ledge again during the lunch rush hour | |
I was the best picture yet for any clear tourist down below | |
but I never took any time to enjoy what a nice view it was up there | |
will you die for me just like I did for a thousand others | |
and i' m here in the sky i' ll wrap myself to the street below | |
as i feel the air like warm water down my spine I' m free | |
God has shown i' ll break my bones i' ll tear the world out of its own | |
from his lips i' ll taste again | |
they' re marking off the street climbing the crowds to get the only clear view | |
i' m here in the sky God is known i' ll take his place | |
just look at them they ' re praying to me | |
from his lips i' ll taste again |
up on the ledge again during the lunch rush hour | |
I was the best picture yet for any clear tourist down below | |
but I never took any time to enjoy what a nice view it was up there | |
will you die for me just like I did for a thousand others | |
and i' m here in the sky i' ll wrap myself to the street below | |
as i feel the air like warm water down my spine I' m free | |
God has shown i' ll break my bones i' ll tear the world out of its own | |
from his lips i' ll taste again | |
they' re marking off the street climbing the crowds to get the only clear view | |
i' m here in the sky God is known i' ll take his place | |
just look at them they ' re praying to me | |
from his lips i' ll taste again |