paroles de chanson Gratitude - Idles
I
was
having
visions
of
ten
million
ways
to
die
I
was
having
visions
of
ten
people
that
might
cry
I
forgot
the
path
I'm
on,
forgot
to
sing
my
song
So
karma
paid
Now,
no
righteous
hand
will
hold
the
stories
I
have
told
So
I
will
say
That
gratitude
cuts
through
my
veins
I
hold
my
hand
up
and
I
say
That
gratitude
cuts
through
my
veins
I
hold
my
hand
up
and
I'm
awake
More
old
bloody
murder
from
A
bastard's
old
cake
hole
Ripped
up
cuticles
and
moron's
wistful
And
acid
to
wash
my
soul
Doomsayer's
swords
and
lies
for
you
lose
He
crippled
the
mason's
shake
I'm
soft
to
the
core
I'll
die
before
bored
Held
fingers
does
not
a
man
make
That
gratitude
cuts
through
my
veins
I
hold
my
hand
up
and
I
say
That
gratitude
cuts
through
my
veins
I
hold
my
hand
up
and
I'm
awake
Hold
my
hands
up
And
thank
you
Gratitude
Hold
my
hands
up
(hey,
hey,
hey,
hey,
hey)
1 IDEA 01
2 Gift Horse
3 POP POP POP
4 Roy
5 A Gospel
6 Dancer
7 Grace
8 Hall & Oates
9 Jungle
10 Gratitude
11 Monolith
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