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The lyrics of this song is loosely drawn from Al Pacino' speech in "Any Given Sunday" movie.
I've found a way to survive through this
I see the endzone, is a few yards away.
Is all my life ending on this field?
Can I pray for a touchdown?
We can stay in hell
and let our demons eat us
Or we can fight
our way back into the light.
We can climb out of hell.
Inch by inch and play by play.
I've found a way to survive through this
I see the endzone, is a few yards away.
Is all my life ending on this field?
Can I pray for a touchdown?
TOUCHDOWN!
We can stay in hell
and let our demons eat us
Or we can fight
our way back into the light.
We can climb out of hell.
Inch by inch and play by play.
"I mean
one half step too late or to early
you don't quite make it.
One half second too slow or too fast
and you don't quite catch it.
The inches we need are everywhere around us.
They are in ever break of the game
every minute, every second."
We can stay in hell
and let our demons eat us
Or we can fight
our way back into the light.
We can climb out of hell.
Inch by inch and play by play.
c'mon c'mon, let's set it right. we don't need to lose this game.
you know in any fight is the guy who's willing to die who is going to win the fight. who is going to win this.
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Morrissey
03:00
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Hit the stage with a breeze on your skin, while the volume's getting higher.
When the drum pumps the sound in my head, is like petrol on the fire.
Lighting up so I'll show you again, how this world is getting brighter
. Running fast to the beat of my heart but when I look I don't see people on the floor. This verse will not be sung but I don't care no more.
I need to figure it out, and do it for myself
Why would you care? Why would you care about me now?
There is something I need to sing about
something I need to scream
Why would you care? Why would you care about me now?
When I spend the days pretending to be
Johnny Cash or Morrisey.
Still awake, it’s almost four at night, to find the tune that’s missing my ear
. While the pen breaks the sheet on the word I’ve thoroughly erasing on and on
. And every time I hit a word, feels like I’m flying somewhere. And every time I make mistakes, I’m growing up to be like
them, cause writing songs is pretty like to fall in love. It's inked on my skin, remind me how does it feel.
Why would you care? Why would you care about me now?
There is something I need to sing about
something I need to scream
Why would you care? Why would you care about me now?
When I spend the days pretending to be
Johnny Cash or Morrisey.
Hit the stage with a breeze on your skin, while the volume's getting higher. When the drum pumps the sound in my head, is like petrol on the fire.
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Breaking forward is another scene of you
Its throwing me right off the World
While I’ve been learning to let through
Its giving me insane procrastination
As I am sick of every line
Of this never ending show
That keeps my wrongs far from my sight
Do you need a fast car with the soft top down
To get you go and touch your strings
When i have four that wouldn't leave you believe in me?
God, we were gone so far
now take a look at where we are
I lost the course and set my sail up for the stars, while you hold down without me
Cause I always dream too much
and I never sleep enough
she might be right when she says that her life is going to take the flight, and I was wrong
Let me just say, that my credentials are the same
as everybody from my school
or maybe worse cause I’m a fool
But she used to flatter my potential
and say that I was meant to be
now I hear she’s telling people I’m a joke without a scene
I hope you like your new Versace dress
I do still wear the same old jeans
With every stain that tells a story of my life
And they’re so me
God, we were gone so far
now take a look at where we are
I lost the course and set my sail up for the stars,while you hold down without me
Cause I always dream too much
and I never sleep enough
she might be right when she says that her life is going to take her down, and I was wrong
God, we were gone so far
now take a look at where we are
I lost the course and set my sail up for the stars, while you hold down without me
Cause I always dream too much
and I never sleep enough
I'm picking up the pieces of my pride to take the flight to prove that you were wrong
That you were wrong.
That you were wrong.
That you were wrong.
That you were wrong.
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Infinity On High Cremona, Italy
Three friends playing music together.
All songs are cheap and clear.
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