Paroles de la chanson Breakfast in Bed par
You love that shit
They called your bluff, fed you a lie
There's more blue in you than there's left in the sky
Is this what you prayed for, is this all you hoped?
You can't hang yourself, boy, without enough rope
And all of the children are gathered around
All of the corn in the modern sound
Beer here on Sundays, is breakfast in bed
You're so damn alive, boy, you're halfway dead
So when you wake, when you get around come Sunday
I'll be halfway to the other side
They called your bluff, fed you a lie
There's more blue in you than there's left in the sky
Is this what you prayed for, is this all you hoped?
You can't hang yourself, boy, without enough rope
And all of the children are gathered around
All of the corn in the modern sound
Beer here on Sundays, is breakfast in bed
You're so damn alive, boy, you're halfway dead
So when you wake, when you get around come Sunday
I'll be halfway to the other side
It's beer here for breakfast, breakfast in bed
You ain't half the man you are in your head
How you ain't half the man you are in your head
How you ain't half the man you are in your head
You're only human, we all know it too
Does that make your vices the crutch or the truth?
They called you a sickness, an outright disease
Does praying to your God make you hot in the cheeks?
So when you wake, when you get around come Sunday
I'll be halfway to the other side
It's beer here for breakfast, breakfast in bed
You ain't half the man you are in your head
How you ain't half the man you are in your head
How you're so damn alive, boy, you're halfway dead
You ain't half the man you are in your head
How you ain't half the man you are in your head
How you ain't half the man you are in your head
You're only human, we all know it too
Does that make your vices the crutch or the truth?
They called you a sickness, an outright disease
Does praying to your God make you hot in the cheeks?
So when you wake, when you get around come Sunday
I'll be halfway to the other side
It's beer here for breakfast, breakfast in bed
You ain't half the man you are in your head
How you ain't half the man you are in your head
How you're so damn alive, boy, you're halfway dead
You ain't a sickness, you ain't a disease
Does praying to your God make you hot in the cheeks?