Cos we're worlds apart but it's time to know That the hardest part is to not let go While the heart keeps beating The brain keeps wanting How can I fly if you won't give me wings?
Burn Cinders of time Come on and get to me now Shoot The stars in the sky Come on and get to me get to me
Burn Cinders of time Come on and get to me now Shoot The stars in the sky Come on and get to me now
Cos you make it hard to believe in you Cos you close your eyes to what we do And as we keep paying We keep dying How can I fly if you won't give me wings?
Burn Cinders of time Come on and get to me now Shoot The stars in the sky Come on and get to me get to me
Burn Cinders of time Come on and get to me now Shoot The stars in the sky (Because you say).......
(estribillo 1 x2) Drugs in the hands of a dealer They're no cure Drugs in the hands of a doctor you all want more
and it don't take a genius to work it out That you're saving face just to stay in power And as we keep paying We keep dying How can I fly if you won't let me be?
Burn Cinders of time Come on and get to me now Shoot The stars in the sky Come on and get to me get to me
Burn Cinders of time Come on and get to me now Shoot The stars in the sky (Because you say).......
(estribillo 1 x2) Drugs in the hands of a dealer They're no cure Drugs in the hands of a doctor You all want more
(estribillo 2 x3) You've got to give them what they what You have to give they what they want You need to give they what they want You have to live through what they want (Because you say).......
(estribillo 1 x2) Drugs in the hands of a dealer They're no cure Drugs in the hands of a doctor You all want more
They're no cure You all want more They're no cure
Compositores: Stuart Coleman, Robert Michael Nelson Harvey, Adam James Nutter, Philip Jordan ECAD: Obra #4582515