Keyoung Esc.
I've got friends that see Lucifer in all things
Friends that have seen the barrels of the police
Family names have no power to save me
Can't tell the difference between weak and strong
I guess to be a bridge means being walked on
Forever past tomorrow seems too damn far
Maybe I'll just keep my pale face on
White as chalk on concrete lawns
The road for grace stretches on and on
Truth cannot hide
Be buried by wrongs
One day be spoken
By every tongue
Not one can see
What heaven has done
When profits of pain
Are still being sung
I was told
Sadness is like smoke
Sometimes you just need to open a window
Ohh Ahh Every Time I Pray
Every Time I Pray
Blessings Come My Way
Ohh ahh Every Time I Pray
Every Time I Pray
Blessings Come My Way
Yellow raisin been drying on the vine
Grown too bitter to be used in the wine
Taught too humble not to fall out of line
This oriental boys been son'd enough times
To
Learn how to dance and not just jive
Not free fall but to slow dive
Bleed in the land of red, blue, white
Even if it is just a highlight
My soul is dawn can't be touched by midnight
Not colorblind a long time
All my heroes have died
Even Richard Aoki might have lived a double life
Now I'm wearing my hanbok like it's really mine
Ohh Ahh Every Time I Pray
Every Time I Pray
Blessings Come My Way
Ohh ahh Every Time I Pray
Every Time I Pray
Blessings Come My Way
