Texty: James. The Morning After The Night Before. Shine.

Shot myself, ricochet
Crisis as an opportunity
Curtain call to loud applause
As you fall upon your sword

Wake up in a stranger's bed
Hangover and then some
Can't remember what was said
What's her name or what we've done

Wake up in a stranger's head
This one stresses income
On the rich list born and bred
Blame's attached to every sum

Shot myself, ricochet
Crisis as an opportunity
Loud applause
Revealing the conceal, loser

Shot myself, ricochet
Crisis as an opportunity
Curtain falls to loud applause
The tattoo says it all, "Hope and glory"

Here's to hope and glory

Where is the peace and the whole in a half life?
I can't control my saboteur
Call it my nature, name it addiction
Kiss on the lips will soon turn sour

Innocence lost in the grip of a hand job
After the surge of ecstasy
I'm walking out the door
Hope and glory

Sh, sh, sh, shine like a ghost
Sh, sh, sh, shine to be loved the most
When you're gone
Your songs outlive your story

Sh, sh, sh, shine like a ghost
Sh, sh, sh, shine to be loved the most
When you're gone
Your songs outlive your story

Let it shine, let it shine
When you're gone
Your songs outlive your story