Drugs

Album: Strength In Numbers (2008)
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  • Cause the world's apart but it's time to know
    That the hardest part is to not let go
    Although heart keeps beating the brain keeps wanting
    How can I fly if you wont give me wings?

    Burn the cinders of time
    Come on and get to me now
    Shoot the stars in the sky
    Come on and get to me get to me
    Burn the cinders of time
    Come on and get to me now
    Shoot the stars in the sky
    Come on and get to me now

    Cause you make it hard to believe in you
    Cause you close your eyes to what we do
    And as we keep paying we keep dying
    How can I fly if you wont give me wings?

    Burn the cinders of time
    Come on and get to me now
    Shoot the stars in the sky
    Come on and get to me get to me
    Burn the cinders of time
    Come on and get to me now
    Shoot the stars in the sky

    Because you say

    Drugs in the hands of a dealer
    The devil comes.
    Drugs in the hands of a doctor
    You all want more.
    Drugs in the hands of a dealer
    The devil comes.
    Drugs in the hands of a doctor
    You all want more.

    Let's all take a chance to work it out
    But you're saving face just to stay in power
    And as we keep paying we keep dying
    How can I fly if you won't let me be?

    Burn the cinders of time
    Come on and get to me now
    Shoot the stars in the sky
    Come on and get to me get to me
    Burn the cinders in time
    Come on and get to me now
    Shoot the stars in the sky

    Because you say

    Drugs in the hands of a dealer
    The devil comes.
    Drugs in the hands of a doctor
    You all want more.
    Drugs in the hands of a dealer
    The devil comes.
    Drugs in the hands of a doctor
    You all want more.

    [Repeat: x6]
    You've got to give them what they want
    (Your only love is just a game)
    You've got to give them what they want
    (Find the way to be so ? )

    Drugs in the hands of a dealer
    The devil comes.
    Drugs in the hands of a doctor
    You all want more.
    Drugs in the hands of a dealer
    The devil comes.
    Drugs in the hands of a doctor
    You all want more.

    The Devil Come
    You all want more
    The devil come come come
    You all want more Writer/s: ADAM NUTTER, PHILIP JORDAN, ROBERT HARVEY, STUART COLEMAN
    Publisher: O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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