Lyrics Faith (Live) - Bruce Dickinson
                                                You 
                                                knew 
                                                    I 
                                                wouldn't 
                                                go
 
                                    
                                
                                                That's 
                                                why 
                                                you 
                                                threatened 
                                                me, 
                                                would 
                                                    I 
                                                stay?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Said, 
                                                "I 
                                                was 
                                                sick, 
                                                and 
                                                I'd 
                                                be 
                                                alone"
 
                                    
                                
                                                Said, 
                                                "My 
                                                mind 
                                                was 
                                                not 
                                                my 
                                                own", 
                                                    I 
                                                didn't 
                                                learn
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                crawled 
                                                up 
                                                on 
                                                your 
                                                knees
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                victim's 
                                                pretty 
                                                please
 
                                    
                                
                                                Would 
                                                    I 
                                                stay? 
                                                Would 
                                                    I 
                                                stay? 
                                                And 
                                                    I 
                                                stayed
 
                                    
                                
                                                How 
                                                many 
                                                more 
                                                times 
                                                till 
                                                    I 
                                                broke 
                                                down 
                                                from 
                                                that 
                                                guilty 
                                                mess?
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                taught 
                                                me 
                                                to 
                                                hate 
                                                to 
                                                love 
                                                you
 
                                    
                                
                                                That's 
                                                because 
                                                you 
                                                love 
                                                to 
                                                hate 
                                                yourself
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                wish 
                                                it 
                                                had 
                                                    a 
                                                happy 
                                                end
 
                                    
                                
                                                Like 
                                                the 
                                                fairy 
                                                tales 
                                                pretend 
                                                there 
                                                can 
                                                be
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                things 
                                                are 
                                                not 
                                                the 
                                                same
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                your 
                                                life 
                                                love 
                                                was 
                                                    a 
                                                game 
                                                of 
                                                make 
                                                believe
 
                                    
                                
                                                You've 
                                                got 
                                                everything 
                                                you 
                                                want
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                not 
                                                everything 
                                                you 
                                                need 
                                                and 
                                                it's 
                                                true
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                receive 
                                                what 
                                                you 
                                                achieve
 
                                    
                                
                                                How 
                                                many 
                                                screaming 
                                                fights, 
                                                tears 
                                                of 
                                                rage 
                                                until 
                                                it 
                                                ended?
 
                                    
                                
                                                How 
                                                many 
                                                more 
                                                times 
                                                till 
                                                    I 
                                                say 
                                                who 
                                                    I 
                                                am 
                                                and 
                                                don't 
                                                pretend?
 
                                    
                                
                                                How 
                                                many 
                                                more 
                                                times 
                                                till 
                                                    I 
                                                broke 
                                                out 
                                                of 
                                                that 
                                                guilty 
                                                mess?
 
                                    
                                
                                                How 
                                                many 
                                                more 
                                                times 
                                                till 
                                                    I 
                                                say 
                                                who 
                                                    I 
                                                am 
                                                and 
                                                don't 
                                                pretend?
 
                                    
                                 
                            1 Meltdown
2 Space Race
3 Back from the Edge (2001 Remastered Version)
4 Inertia
5 Faith
6 Solar Confinement
7 Dreamstate
8 I Will Not Accept the Truth
9 Inside the Machine
10 Headswitch
11 Octavia
12 Innerspace
13 Strange Death In Paradise
14 Rescue Day
15 I'm In a Band With an Italian Drummer (2001 Remastered Version)
16 God's Not Coming Back
17 Armchair Hero
18 R 101
19 Americans Are Behind
20 Inertia (Live)
21 Faith (Live)
22 Innerspace (Live)
23 The Prisoner (Live)
24 Re-Entry (2001 Remastered Version)
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