JDove - The Bright Side lyrics

I was born a king but wasn't born rich Said I'm running on an ocean do you see my footprints? Do you see my footprints? Lead you to the brighter side you're easier to convince Sounded like God when he said that I looked back and said no that's not God Now come correct or will the force of a rod Left the throne then made a nest in what appears to be an iPod Do me favor and turn your iPod's up! I summon the real it's time to k** ten-hut! That means get up I come in peace For now at least they ask you fight for what Peace be still collect the dead we don't bill Go back to the graveyard to get another refill Renew I need you this bread will surely feed you Those diamonds in your watch will get you stoned by a Hebrew (Chorus) Look at the bright side… Is anybody here? If you scream it a little louder Maybe someone will come and whisper in your ear Look at the bright side… Even if you have to feel your way I told once before what more is there to say If the gla** is half full pay attention to the bright side __ Stay close I know it's hard to see This is the journey we face before we see eternity Eternally we're immortal Let the truth get out the earth to me is only foreign soil Drink the water let your image glow Bury a life with quick sand if it's living slow Welcome to the wild What makes you think you stand a chance when night devours owls? Idols chewed up then mixed with bowels Don't puppet me with puppetry I'll spit on all your dolls Have a lunch with crocodiles we won't hear your scream for miles You milk your life for what's its worth JDove is k**ing cows Wow... b**hin Ear plugs... listen I drop lines in that water go fishin I say I say I say I say I say don't be chicken __ Magnificent tales from the innocent Tired voices yelling out charge the one's who witnessed it! Guilt free but guilty as charged If the dark is hands on that's a deadly ma**age He turned the key and blew up his garage Now the heat from the flame is giving off a mirage So sad he's a dad kiss the tears of his daughter Instead of blaming self we in turn blame the starter They're looking for water they'll find it in gla**es The dirt from the fog is no match for eye lashes Cynical minds used for life lines Will end yours till your pores drip cheap wine The poet who overdoses on cheap rhymes You'll find in the afternoon hung swinging from vines Let this be a lesson to the necks Don't move so quick to sign beside x