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What can you do when the hands on your fate
Don't have the desire to call you back?
When every moment wasted is just another failure that you can add to your life long list.
You've got to move on, you've got to pull the whole weight now.
'Cause the knob on the door won't turn without your hand.
And lady luck is a fickle mistress if you've got a pen 'cause I don't want you to miss this.
Neither Hell's bells, nor angels' voice will sound to say
Lets drain this body and claim this soul today."
Neither Hells
bells,
nor
angels voice will sound to say
"Lets
drain
this
body
and
claim
this
soul
today.
I know I should be grateful.
So many are unable to do the things I've done,
To go the places I have gone.
It's just so simple to lose sight when you're running in that race to create.
And every finish line finds you in last place.
And lady luck is a fickle mistress if you've got a pen 'cause I don't want you to miss this.
Neither Hell's bells, nor angels' voice will sound to say
Lets drain this body and claim this soul today."
Neither Hells
bells,
nor
angels voice will sound to say
"Lets
drain
this
body.
So if you're hanging on that cliff,
Dangling over patches of cactus and you feel yourself dropping.
If you feel yourself dropping then stop, breathe in
I'll teach you how to whistle while we pull out the thistles.
If you feel yourself dropping then stop, breathe in
I'll teach you how to whistle.