The Chariot - Kenny Gibler (Play the Piano Like a Disease) lyrics
[The Chariot - Kenny Gibler Play the Piano Like a Disease lyrics]
And make alright what you have lost
(pictures) i've pride back to the ground
Fight priest, Fight take pictures
Take pictures
You got all you want but, you've got a wreck
Everyone in this whole wide world
Wake up (panic)
Everyone in this whole wide world
Wake up (panic)
Fortune wears a red dress
But her bones smell of death
Fortune wears a red dress
But her bones smell of death
(Panic) They all stare
(Panic) but no one seeks
(Panic) They all claim
(Panic) but no one speaks
(Panic) They all hear (Panic) what they want
(Panic) Preacher (Panic) Preacher
(Panic) Preacher (Panic) Preacher
(Panic) Preacher (Panic) Preacher
Beware of these sheep
In the costume of wolves
Lies: they come in pairs of two
And we only die twice
But for such a long time
Just because you kiss a lot
Well, that don't mean you're in love
Just because you've begun
That doesn't mean you've won
Well I was a second son
Not born but just once
And all my friends be gray they fade out
They all close the door
And no one speaks out loud they fade out
They're fading
Take my heart, Prophet
Take my heart, Prophet
Take my heart, Prophet
Take my heart, Prophet