Saturday, June 4, 2011

haven't chosen one

Give up, give up, i write it like a mantra 
there's been enough enough hopelessness and banter 
i'm not alive to whine, it's an honor just to be here
it's an honor just to be here alive

in the hush the hush , i got fire colts and power
there's been enough enough, treading in yer water
i'm not alive to cry, it's an honor just to be here
it's an honor just to be here, be here alive 

these are our lives, these are our lives, these are them after all
i'm not about to leave up to how my cards are drawn
the four leave clover'll bring you under, dark horse won't get you hone
i still feel lucky even if i'm not yer chosen one

gone gone gone gone, the words lose all their meaning
i ain't alive to beg, it's an honor just to be here 
i got better plans you don't want to be a part of 
and i 'm back where i started, started alive

these are our lives , these are our lives, these are them after all
i'm not about to leave up to how my cards are drawn
the four leave clover'll bring you under, dark horse won't get you home 
i still feel lucky even if i'm not yer chosen one  

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