Spleen United Days Of Thunder
(Some are born to be chained up and tied) (Some are born into restless lives)
There's a face at the end of the ride You feel strange as you move on inside Some are born to be chained up and tied Some are born into restless lives There's a look on your face when you're high Like the peace at the end of the trial In the land of the lost and the blind There's no king in sight
You want something Something more than this But I have nothing Nothing more to give
Fall asleep with the glass in your hand Dream of things that you don't understand Do you ever give into your needs Like I always give into mine? There's no end to the end of the night Like the days when we're losing our minds In the land of the lost and the blind There's no end in sight
You want something Something more than this When there is nothing Nothing left to give
First we build it Then we watch it fall In our days of thunder Together we'd take off
And take it all Or nothing at all Or nothing at all Or nothing at all Or nothing at all Or nothing at all Or nothing at all Or nothing at all Or nothing at all...
