Lyrics

Dressed up in white ribbons It's him against the world he's struggling to fight He's not fine with what he's been given Every single word is building up a lie Well he don't have to answer anybody's questions He's got all the right things now He'd stand inside a fire before falling on his sword Singing glory hallelujah, praise the lord Sleep tight You know you deserve it Hold your head up high and disregard the shame You've had a hard life At least in your version Everyone is wrong and the whole world is to blame Well you don't have to answer anybody's questions You got all the right things now You'd stand inside a fire before falling on your sword Singing glory hallelujah, praise the lord Glory hallelujah, praise the lord Glory hallelujah Praise the lord
Writer(s): Stephen William Fiore Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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