In the good that's from within,
Some philosopher along the way,
Considers it,
A man's concience;
But I've grown weary,
Making the same mistakes,
Defacating on everything;
Everything,
Where I once,
Found grace;
But yeah,
I still get up and try,
Though I deny;
To make the most of my life,
'Cause up here I feel,
I've got a message to deliver,
Though to deaf ears;
Whoa-oh,
I'd just started to believe,
But now I see reality,
Reality;
No matter the thousands surrounding me,
I will always be alone,
No one to trust nothing to,
Call my own;
I spent the last two years,
Believing,
In a bottle and a drink;
What fills me with ecstasy,
Will soon,
Make my hands shake;
And it's no different,
Than anything else in life,
Within the good comes out the bad,
Take it or leave it as you like;
But yeah,
I still get up and try,
Though I deny,
Deny;
To make the most of my life,
'Cause up here I feel,
I've got a message to deliver,
To deliver;
Whoa-oh,
I'd just started to believe,
But now I see reality,
Reality;
Whoa-oh
No matter the thousands surrounding me,
I will always be alone,
No one to trust nothing to,
Call my own;
I spent my years,
Believing in the good that's from within,
But I've grown weary,
Of making the same,
Same mistakes;
Within the good,
Comes out the bad,
And no one,
In this world will ever,
Change;
Whoa-oh,
Whoa-oh-oh,
Whoa-oh,
I'd just started to believe,
But now I've seen reality,
Reality;
Whoa-oh
No matter whos surrounding me,
I will always be alone,
No one to trust nothing to,
Call my own;
Whoa-oh,
I'd just started to believe,
But now I see reality,
Reality;
Whoa-oh
No matter the thousands surrounding me,
I will always be alone,
No one to trust nothing to,
Call my own;
I've spent my years believing, In the good that's from within, Some philosopher along the way, Considers it, A man's concience; But I've grown weary, Making the same mistakes, Defacating on everything; Everything, Where I once, Found grace; But yeah, I still get up and try, Though I deny; To make the most of my life, 'Cause up here I feel, I've got a message to deliver, Though to deaf ears; Whoa-oh, I'd just started to believe, But now I see reality, Reality; No matter the thousands surrounding me, I will always be alone, No one to trust nothing to, Call my own; I spent the last two years, Believing, In a bottle and a drink; What fills me with ecstasy, Will soon, Make my hands shake; And it's no different, Than anything else in life, Within the good comes out the bad, Take it or leave it as you like; But yeah, I still get up and try, Though I deny, Deny; To make the most of my life, 'Cause up here I feel, I've got a message to deliver, To deliver; Whoa-oh, I'd just started to believe, But now I see reality, Reality; Whoa-oh No matter the thousands surrounding me, I will always be alone, No one to trust nothing to, Call my own; I spent my years, Believing in the good that's from within, But I've grown weary, Of making the same, Same mistakes; Within the good, Comes out the bad, And no one, In this world will ever, Change; Whoa-oh, Whoa-oh-oh, Whoa-oh, I'd just started to believe, But now I've seen reality, Reality; Whoa-oh No matter whos surrounding me, I will always be alone, No one to trust nothing to, Call my own; Whoa-oh, I'd just started to believe, But now I see reality, Reality; Whoa-oh No matter the thousands surrounding me, I will always be alone, No one to trust nothing to, Call my own; Explain Request ×
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