Lyrics

I'm grieving bleeding I'm crying I'm kneeling in your soul I'm healing screaming I'm losing my mind in rock & roll I'm flying steaming I'm beaming Oh please don't take me home I'm lying dying I'm feeling biblical No shit man I want more money It would all be tragic if it wasn't so funny You got me yeah yeah! You drop my soul You got me yeah yeah! You drop me so high I'm born again She said that before she left the house I'm stripping sliding I'm shining I'm raining In your soul I'm heaving scheming I'm wasting my heart on time control I'm boring pouring I'm saving I'm leaving casserole I'm kneading peeling I'm masking my face with kitchen roll No shit man I want more money It would all be tragic if it wasn't so funny You got me yeah yeah! You drop my soul You got me yeah yeah! You drop my soul high I'm born again You got me yeah yeah! Complete and whole You drop me yeah yeah! You got me so high I'm born again I came in the front door and you went out the back Just wanted to see what was happening Relax from your panic attack... You can lose control when fate is your master And it's a very fine line between success and disaster But no shit man I want more money It would all be tragic if it wasn't so funny You got me yeah yeah! You drop my soul You got me yeah yeah! You drop me so high I'm born again You got me yeah yeah! You drop my soul You drop me yeah yeah! You drop me so high I'm born again I'm born again I'm born again
Writer(s): Jack Christopher Jones Brimacombe, Wayne Michael Thomas, Jason Alan Bone Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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