Tytuł: True believers

• Wykonawca: The Cult
• Wyświetleń: 218

I was standing on the mountain, back against the world
   Left it all behind me, how my life had turned
   Seen so much destruction, the fear upon your skin
   Don't let it turn against you, drive you down again
  
   Caught up in the moment, accelerated dream
   Possessed by a notion of how my life should be
  
   All you true believers
   You gotta move on, gotta move on, gotta move on
   All you true believers
   You gotta move on with your life, yeah
  
   Pick up your pretty head, girl, stop crying to yourself
   Run into the wild places far from here
   We are darker angels, black lighting in our heads
   We are far beyond the moment, too far to care
  
   Standing on the mountain, our backs against the world
   When we leave it all behind us, how our lives have turned, whoa-oh
  
   All you true believers
   You gotta move on, gotta move on, gotta move on, yeah, c'mon now
   All you true believers
   You gotta move on with your life, whoa-oh
  
   I believe that it shines...
  
   I was standing on the mountain, my back's against the world
   Left it all behind me, and how my life had turned
   I seen so much destruction, the fear upon your skin
   Don't let it turn against you and drive you down again
  
   All you true believers
   You gotta move on, gotta move on, gotta move on, whoa, yeah
   All you true believers
   You gotta move on with your lives, whoa-whoa
  
   I got a mortal skin
   Got a mortal life
   Wanna be immortalized
   Living in forever skies
   I wanna live forever, yeah
  
   I got a mortal skin
   Got a mortal life
   Wanna be immortalized
   Living in forever skies
   I wanna live forever
  
   Got a mortal life
   Got a mortal skin
   Wanna be immortalized