So you travel around this country you're looking for your holy ghost
And what you're going to find is it somewhere you like to hide
So you'll run around your eagle you'll run around your gold coast
You know you got the time because this prison is our own design
So you're thinking of your future your thinking of some old past
And it is your time to shine so what you gonna go and leave behind?
And there is no one to be in with and there is nothing left downstairs
And when you feel despair what is your method to get out of there?
So where you from son? And are you a troubled one
And if so come under my wing
And what is your story? and is it glory or hate?
Because that is the only way I think
So you run around this earth top you run around your head mouth
And what you want to find is piece of mind of which you can't describe
And is definitely something and definitely somewhere
You know the signs are there
Call it a fable or just be unfair
So where are you from girl? And will you paint my world?
And if so come under my wing
And what is your story? And is it glory or hate?
Because that is the only way I think
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written by ZUCCONI, CHRISTIAN / HOOPER, HANNAH / GADD, SEAN / RABIN, RYAN
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