歌词

Too many heads broke, too many times Tired of the same joke, tired of the grind Comin' down's a bitch low, harder to stay Same punk in the mirror, different the day I want to build something, something alive Digging for a fossil, suspended in time I want to feel something, something alive Missing like a sunrise, too cloudy to shine Oh, here it comes Equal to the sum Of black hearts and evil done Too many heads hung, too few can be Tired of the lies spun in the land of the free Selling out's a mission, deal settle or sue Same crook in the White House Prospecting me and you I want to build something, something alive Digging for a fossil suspended in time I want to feel something, something alive Missing like a sunrise, too cloudy to shine Oh, here it comes Equal to the sum Of black hearts and evil done So many visions, faded enslaved Slammed home in a prison, forgotten locked away Comes a decision, break your heart in two Out with the old stuff, in with the new I want to build something, something alive Digging for a fossil suspended in time I want to feel something, something alive Missing like a sunrise, too cloudy to shine Oh, here it comes Equal to the sum Of black hearts and evil done
Writer(s): Jerry Fulton Cantrell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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