you may be quiet loud mess around make a war or wear a crown still i know there's a way that you never found
with your eyes closed you'll see the boundries off and road's free here we go count to three and let me guide you
and let colors get in perfect storm for us and let dollars open secret dooes for us
a hundred failures in a row heaven is about to fall still i know there's a chance you're already there wherever you wanna be the aim is near and road's free here we go count to three and call the doctor
and let colors get in perfect storm for us and let dollars open secret dooes for us
and the weirdest thing that i've seen a sun was knocking on the way in and the weirdest thing that i feel is it real is it real