Lyrics

You got it made, you've got it made cause you're so so Away we go, I think you've got it back in the pocket You don't know, you think you've got it, like Jesus got it And here we go, another shot at the life you wanted And we're rolling like a hurricane, breaking the sea, and it burns in our hands And we're falling down like novacane, thinking we're free, and it feels like hell This has got us so, we made our lives so, this is our policy, let it go again Living out our lives in cellophane, thinking we see And we're rolling like a hurricane And we're falling down like novacane Back here again, this is the way, the only way to go The way this goes, is back again, to the top And we won't know, we won't know until we got it We've got it made, we've got it made, so no one can stop it And we're rolling like a hurricane, breaking the sea, and it burns in our hands And we're falling down like novacane, thinking we're free, and it feels like hell This has got us so, we made our lives so, this is our policy, let it go again Living out our lives in cellophane, thinking we see And we're rolling like a hurricane And we're falling down in novacane And we're rolling like a hurricane And we're falling down in novacane
Writer(s): Bruce Nicholas Conlon Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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