Lyrics Reborn - Baroque

Leapt bound for concrete
Ringing with the words you said
Of all the places to be shot
And left for dead
Burning voices splinter
They've been burning
With the summer's stench
Questioning the choices I've made
Leaving with your fist still clenched

So I've nothing left
Too wicked for the rest
Fall, start again
Just do the best I can

Careful to tread lightly
Always careful of the little man
Tied to promise godly
Someone would get hurt if I ran
Often when friends stand with you
It's only till the darkness comes
Conscience taught me to tread lightly
But never how to save the sun

So I've nothing left
Too wicked for the rest
Fall, start again
Just do the best I can

This is not the life I
Read about in magazines
(Doing the best I can)
Some are taught to think
They are better than the dream
(Doing the best I can)
Just a cut above
Un-fashion friendly
Un-genetic clean
We all have to beg to be let in

Say hail Mary
Say hail Mary
Say hail Mary
Go get lost, again
Save them worries
Save them worries
Save them worries
Walk it off, my friend

So I've nothing left
Too wicked for the rest
Fall, start again
Just do the best I can

This is not the life I
Read about in magazines
(Doing the best I can)
Some are taught to think
They are better than the dream
(Doing the best I can)
Just a cut above
Un-fashion friendly
Un-genetic clean
We all have to beg to be let in

As we look for the perfect road
Wrote the book "How to Sell a Soul"
I never took what I didn't earn
Never hate, I was quick to learn

Yeah I walk through the valley
No I don't fear the reaper
I've been drunk in your alleys
Where the steps are much steeper
There's a place in the heavens
For those who stand willing
There's a face in the mirror
Just waiting for fulfilling
Now that bum at the quickstop
Could turn into me
Or the pimp on the corner
Feeding someone's disease

So it gets much better
Better than it's ever been
With each slow, twisting
Turning footprint
It's never as bad as it seems
Leapt bound for concrete
Ringing with the words you said
Stoned interpretations
Of this flowing from my pen
Ringing with the words you said