More to confess
Less left to keep
& there's no rest
In a drunken sleep
They say you've got to predict
To not react
Some moves you make
Oh you can't take back
I would often lie
Lie, cheat & steal
Oh the things you try
When you're without a meal
All romance died
Laid down with its appeal
The inner beast loves poison
Like your devil loves a deal
& your devil loves a deal
So put my wrongs, my wrongs to rest
No I'm never gonna make them right I guess
I faced the trick
I've tricked the chase
I contradict
I've thrown the race
A belief
Can disappear
Respect can be
Merely fear
Some get religion
Some slowly slip into fate
Some get drunk
Others they will awake
Some will settle down
Into the family they make
Some will rise
& realise what's at stake
Some say goodbye
& to the road they take
Some of us will die
Never knowing what it takes
So put my wrongs, my wrongs to rest
No I'm never gonna make them right I guess
Dylan Walshe - Same Old Prayer (feat. James Fearnley) Lyrics
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More to confess
Less left to keep
& there's no rest
In a drunken sleep
They say you've got to predict
To not react
Some moves you make
Oh you can't take back
I would often lie
Lie, cheat & steal
Oh the things you try
When you're without a meal
All romance died
Laid down with its appeal
The inner beast loves poison
Like your devil loves a deal
& your devil loves a deal
So put my wrongs, my wrongs to rest
No I'm never gonna make them right I guess
I faced the trick
I've tricked the chase
I contradict
I've thrown the race
A belief
Can disappear
Respect can be
Merely fear
Some get religion
Some slowly slip into fate
Some get drunk
Others they will awake
Some will settle down
Into the family they make
Some will rise
& realise what's at stake
Some say goodbye
& to the road they take
Some of us will die
Never knowing what it takes
So put my wrongs, my wrongs to rest
No I'm never gonna make them right I guess
Less left to keep
& there's no rest
In a drunken sleep
They say you've got to predict
To not react
Some moves you make
Oh you can't take back
I would often lie
Lie, cheat & steal
Oh the things you try
When you're without a meal
All romance died
Laid down with its appeal
The inner beast loves poison
Like your devil loves a deal
& your devil loves a deal
So put my wrongs, my wrongs to rest
No I'm never gonna make them right I guess
I faced the trick
I've tricked the chase
I contradict
I've thrown the race
A belief
Can disappear
Respect can be
Merely fear
Some get religion
Some slowly slip into fate
Some get drunk
Others they will awake
Some will settle down
Into the family they make
Some will rise
& realise what's at stake
Some say goodbye
& to the road they take
Some of us will die
Never knowing what it takes
So put my wrongs, my wrongs to rest
No I'm never gonna make them right I guess
Writer: Dylan Walshe
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