Lyrics

Forever dancing with the devil Lost in the crowd You think you're on another level You think you figured it out I think that your time's run out I could play you in a film Without a script and win an Oscar I've studied you up close The mirrors lost ya Put too much faith in what you see It will cost ya You need know that The rapture will come The rapture will come And it won't be long Your stolen dreams of living life From rags to riches Are nothing but a joke Left me in stitches You're in the dictionary Next to what a bitch is You need to know that The rapture will come The rapture will come Where are you gonna run to now? Where are you gonna run to now? Where will you run? Dreams are emotions calling her To feel as the wind blows cold Scenes of recorded memories Appear like a mind slide show It's a story that will never be told Your rapture is another stone's throw I could play you in a film Without a script and win an Oscar I've studied you up close The mirrors lost ya You need to know that The rapture will come The rapture will come The rapture will come The rapture will come Scenes of recorded memories Appear like a mind slide show It's a story that will never be told
Writer(s): Robert Ernest Marshall, Nicky Smith, Scott Pemberton, Simon Paul Lindley, Paul Simon Lindley, Robert Earnest Marshall Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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