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One Way Ticket Home Video (MV)




Performed By: Fear of Virginia
Length: 5:02
Written by: Michael Sciortino
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Fear of Virginia - One Way Ticket Home Lyrics




He was born in an alley in the dead of winter
He don't know what's right and what's scripture

Conniving royalty wrapped him up in the throne
Let it go he's just another lost soul

Take control, on a one way ticket home
Shoulda lied, hold up take your time

He does their bidding and he can't tell if it's wrong
It's just a show every time he walks along

Endless killing in the name of a mortal man
It don't mean you or me can't take a stand

Take control, on a one way ticket home
Shoulda lied, hold up take your time

And I walk on to sort it out
And I walk on to sort it out sort it out

Take him down where the devil could let him loose
Have faith in something or someone to tell you the truth

Look around the executioner's hand is coming down
He's a slave and death will follow him to his grave

Take control, on a one way ticket home
Shoulda lied, hold up take your time

And I walk on to sort it out
And I walk on to sort it out sort it out

He's the hand of a man with an evil plan
Born to be a mercenary of this very old land

Take control, on a one way ticket home
Shoulda lied, hold up take your hold up take your time
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He was born in an alley in the dead of winter
He don't know what's right and what's scripture

Conniving royalty wrapped him up in the throne
Let it go he's just another lost soul

Take control, on a one way ticket home
Shoulda lied, hold up take your time

He does their bidding and he can't tell if it's wrong
It's just a show every time he walks along

Endless killing in the name of a mortal man
It don't mean you or me can't take a stand

Take control, on a one way ticket home
Shoulda lied, hold up take your time

And I walk on to sort it out
And I walk on to sort it out sort it out

Take him down where the devil could let him loose
Have faith in something or someone to tell you the truth

Look around the executioner's hand is coming down
He's a slave and death will follow him to his grave

Take control, on a one way ticket home
Shoulda lied, hold up take your time

And I walk on to sort it out
And I walk on to sort it out sort it out

He's the hand of a man with an evil plan
Born to be a mercenary of this very old land

Take control, on a one way ticket home
Shoulda lied, hold up take your hold up take your time
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Writer: Michael Sciortino
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