Текст песни I Feel Like The Sun - Jim Lindberg

I have taken all the blame
Broke down, cussed out, locked up
Gone down in flames
And I have paid such a heavy price
The slings and arrows of life wounded my pride

Back and forth I've answered every call
I never once gave up once through it all

'Cause I feel like the bastard son
Of the vile and unlucky ones
Riding off in the desert sun
A sick dog whose been put to sleep
A priest kicked out the rectory
For senseless violence and revelry

I feel like the sun
Shining down on the lucky ones
But inside I'm still burning up
I feel like the sun

My dark side at night and I curse the day
It's a foolish wish to think I'll ever change
Until my last sunset goes down
Gonna keep on shining bright 'til I burn out
You can block me out or curse my name
For all the rainy days I'll take the blame

'Cause I feel like the bastard son
Of the vile and unlucky ones
Riding off in the desert sun
A sick dog whose been put to sleep
A priest kicked out the rectory
For senseless violence and revelry

I feel like the sun
Shining down on the lucky ones
But inside I'm still burning up
I feel like the sun

You can block me out or curse my name
For all your rainy days I'll take the blame

'Cause I feel like the bastard son
Of the vile and unlucky ones
Riding off in the desert sun
A sick dog whose been put to sleep
A priest kicked out the rectory
For senseless violence and revelry

Don't think I'm the only one
Knocked down and spit upon
A short while til my day is done

I feel like the sun
Shining down on the lucky ones
Inside I'm still burning up

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