Dmi Where's the lesson C God?
G You're tearing off the wings
of all my Dmi unprotected dreams for nothing
Dmi I'll keep holding C on
G But I'm running out of nails
over Dmi everything that's ever failed within me
Stop the ageing soon
Because I'm running out of time
at the very point I need the clock behind me
Alone in this room
When nothing should be taking
from the cleanness of the break I'm making
Dmi It never falls in your Ami hands
You get a page of the big F plan
In a world that injects Emi grey
If you still keep your head Dmi straight
Dmi In a world that protects Ami bland
Big noise from a small F band
Take the knives at the back Emi door
And fill the clubs to the four Dmi walls
You'll fill the clubs to the four walls ...
Here's the justice God
I'm sifting through the words
and re-arranging them in verse for someone
I might be alone
But I'm praying for the spark
that might illuminate the dark for someone
Is it really worth it?
You know it's worth the sacrifice
of everything
It doesn't come to us all
You get a buzz when the track falls
In a time that expects grace
You can cry if you're first place
In a world that protects fools
From the day that you leave school
You take the bribes at the back door
And fill the clubs to the four walls
Is it really worth it?
You know it's worth the sacrifice
of everything
