They make your bed, don't they Long ago they fought and died for faith - what's changed ? It's said that we've acquired tolerance to build more bridges
Friday night's the perfect night to mow some neighbor's lawn, And Dave is drunk and at the helm before too long. And Chris will gladly ride shotgun, '
now it's simple to me Sometimes you have to let go when there's Next to nothing You say everytime she says no There's more pain then love It comes o
Labors of commitment Blood of his arms A growing sense of duty But in his song he's screaming out Insuficient - he just falls further behind Principles
