Texty: Testament. Live In London. Practice What You Preach.

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You think your life's so grand
You don't believe a word you say
Your feet aren't on the ground
You let your life just slip away
Just so uncertain of your body and your soul
The promises you make, your mind so blank
And then you lose control
Then you lose control

I never was the one, the one to say the things you say
Never seem to wonder what you say
You think you've got your life completely in control
You've got a lot to learn, the bridge you burned
It's gonna take its toll
Pay the burnt bridge toll

So practice what you preach
Practice what you preach
Preach
Practice what you preach
Practice what you preach
Preach
Practice what you preach

You think your life's so grand
You don't believe a word you say
Your feet aren't on the ground
You let your life just slip away
Just so uncertain of your body and your soul
The promises you make, your mind so blank
And then you lose control
Then you lose control

Pay the burnt bridge toll
Then you lose control
Pay the burnt bridge toll
So practice what you preach

So practice what you preach
Preach
Practice what you preach
Practice what you preach
Preach