Baroque - Reborn lyrics

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Baroque - Reborn lyrics

Leapt bound for concrete Ringing with the words you said Of all the places to be shot And left for dead Burning voices splinter They've been burning With the summer's stench Questioning the choices I've made Leaving with your fist still clenched So I've nothing left Too wicked for the rest Fall, start again Just do the best I can Careful to tread lightly Always careful of the little man Tied to promise godly Someone would get hurt if I ran Often when friends stand with you It's only til the darkness comes Conscience taught me to tread lightly But never how to save the sun So I've nothing left Too wicked for the rest Fall, start again Just do the best I can This is not the life I Read about in magazines (Doing the best I can) Some are taught to think They are better than the dream (Doing the best I can) Just a cut above Un-fashion friendly Un-genetic clean We all have to beg to be let in Say hail Mary Say hail Mary Say hail Mary Go get lost, again Save them worries Save them worries Save them worries Walk it off, my friend So I've nothing left Too wicked for the rest Fall, start again Just do the best I can This is not the life I Read about in magazines (Doing the best I can) Some are taught to think They are better than the dream (Doing the best I can) Just a cut above Un-fashion friendly Un-genetic clean We all have to beg to be let in As we look for the perfect road Wrote the book "How to Sell a Soul" I never took what I didn't earn Never hate, I was quick to learn Yeah I walk through the valley No I don't fear the reaper I've been drunk in your alleys Where the steps are much steeper There's a place in the heavens For those who stand willing There's a face in the mirror Just waiting for fullfilling Now that bum at the quickstop Could turn into me Or the pimp on the corner Feeding someone's disease So it gets much better Better than it's ever been With each slow, twisting Turning footprint It's never as bad as it seems Leapt bound for concrete Ringing with the words you said Stoned interpretations Of this flowing from my pen Ringing with the words you said