I hope to high heaven it’s not gonna rain
my knees are both weak and my ankles are sprained
angel with cold shoulders stood there doubled over
laughing in my face
and I hope to high heaven you’ll heed what I say
I had a dream where all the good men ran away
the pit was opened, the doors were flung,
and I saw a dark reflection holding on by a rung
oh, I wanna make a mistake tonight
I’ve given up on the private life
say goodbye to the barriers
just want a glimpse of my afterlife
we’re gonna live like kings tonight
and for the first time I’ll feel alright
feel alright
oh, I wanna make a mistake tonight
I’ve given up on the private life
say goodbye to the barriers
see the albatross taking flight
guess there’s nothing more to do for myself
guess there’s nothing more to do for myself
guess there’s nothing more to do for myself
another horse stuck on the carousel
guess there’s nothing more to do for myself
guess there’s nothing more to do for myself
guess there’s nothing more to do for myself
oh, I wanna make a mistake tonight
I’ve given up on the private life
say goodbye to the barriers
just want a glimpse of my afterlife
see the albatross taking flight
credits
from Shoreside,
released September 8, 2019
bass by Vincent Létourneau
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