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Battle Hymn

by The Bigger Lights

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1.
Welcome to the show, it’s a goddamn masquerade A merry-go-round for the club kids on parade Indulgent scenery with a bunch of faces I’ve never seen That’s when I say “Oh world, you’re telling me lies And I can see the truth through my bloodshot eyes I know you’re the devil in disguise” But I can’t keep from coming back for More! More! Just a little taste More! More! Such a pretty face So don’t you go holding out on me Cause you wouldn’t want to be my enemy, you know Give it to me! Don’t be so clean kid, take a hit of gasoline Show a little life, start a fight, and make an awful scene Going to get what I want, don’t doubt it No second thoughts about it, no So listen to me! “Oh world, you’re telling me lies And I can see the truth through my bloodshot eyes I know you’re the devil in disguise” But I can’t keep from coming back for More! More! Just a little taste More! More! Such a pretty face So don’t you go holding out on me Cause you wouldn’t want to be my enemy, you know Give it to me! Give me more! It’s a terrible world Full of liars and ghosts And we don’t know what we can’t know The pain we’re hiding is starting to show Give me more ‘til I can’t take no more! More! More! Just a little taste More! More! Such a pretty face So don’t you go holding out on me Cause you wouldn’t want to be my enemy, you know I need more! More! Just a little taste More! More! One more little chase So don’t you go holding out on me Cause you wouldn’t want to be my enemy, you know Give it to me!
2.
Is there anybody out there alive or dead? This heaven’s looking like a ghost town baby, black and red I’m an artist with a shotgun in a dark, dark room With a chip on my shoulder and nothing left to lose I square dance with the dead The pretty little liars all attend Are we mice? Are we men? Until the sun comes out again I’ve been writing my confession, I’ve been keeping score I was always just a point shy from changing the world I’m pushing down the fast track baby; silently, dangerously I’m just a dreamer with a matchbook and a little kerosene I square dance with the dead The pretty little liars all attend Are we mice? Are we men? Until the sun comes out again I square up for the bull fight Between the beauty and black ties God knows it’s a fight we just can’t win So never mistake a suit for a friend Who are we? We are more than the enemy Red hands with a mic and a ministry Hands up! Lights out! Who are we? We’re the spark that you want to be Red hands with a mic and a ministry Hands up! Lights out now! I square dance with the dead The pretty little liars all attend Are we mice? Are we men Until the sun comes out again? I square up for the bull fight Between the beauty and black ties God knows it’s a fight we just can’t win So never mistake a suit for a friend
3.
You’ve never suffered how I suffer You’ve never worn your scars on open arms It’s so much harder to be a martyr When the movement in the mass don’t believe in anything at all You wear me out in anonymous effigy But who are you to take a swing at me? You hate the world and you don’t know why Wish I could help you but my hands are tied You’re scared to live cause you’re scared to die Wish I could help you but my hands are tied Humble fathers and loving mothers Would be ashamed to see the spite you bleed It’s so much better to check your temper Than be an automatic, idiotic critic in the factory You wear me out with your fake popularity But who are you to point the gun at me? You hate the world and you don’t know why Wish I could help you but my hands are tied You’re scared to live cause you’re scared to die Wish I could help you but my hands are tied You’d rather tear me down, you’d rather watch me burn You’d rather spit your words than stand and take yours You’re scared to live cause you’re scared to die Wish I could help you but my hands are tied When it all comes down to sticks and stones I’ll be a little more than glad to let you know You’re so overrated in your own eyes, good god You hate the world and you don’t know why Wish I could help you but my hands are tied You’re scared to live cause you’re scared to die Wish I could help you but my hands are tied You’d rather tear me down, you’d rather watch me burn You’d rather spit your words than stand and take yours You’re scared to live cause you’re scared to die Wish I could help you but my hands are tied
4.
We’re the kids living under the bleachers The new wave of bullet believers Amped up to demolish your speakers, so get low We’re the freak job losers and zeroes The unsung American heroes We took a piss in the fountain of youth And let go screaming rah rah rah! Hands up if you want to believe It’s not a battle, it’s a goddamn war So get your boots off the goddamn floor And pick fights, take aim, take sides, and get low No place for the passion pretender No way we will ever surrender With our hands held high, come heaven or hell We’ll meet it screaming rah rah rah! Hands up if you want to believe! It’s a rah rah revolution
5.
Raindrops fall on the window sill, they echo down the hall I cling to the rhythm they sing and lean against the wall I would lie for you no matter what you said And I would die for you, take a bullet to the chest So don’t run away, my dear in the headlights We can escape this permanent low life All I can say is I’m better when you’re here So don’t run away, my dear Lightning cracks the twilit sky and shakes me to the core As the scent of you comes rushing in, I crumble to the floor I would lie for you no matter what you said And I would die for you, I’d take a bullet to the chest So don’t run away, my dear in the headlights We can escape this permanent low life All I can say is I’m better when you’re here So don’t run away, my dear We can hide in bed and get so high on sex and cigarettes That all our troubles seem to float away We can fall asleep and wake up at the center of our dreams As real as you’ll let them be Don’t run away, my dear in the headlights We can escape this permanent low life All I can say is I’m better when you’re here So don’t run away, my dear
6.
Salt 03:18
Got my heart ripped out, but I didn’t leave the scene Kept my eyes shut tight, I didn’t want to see the pain and make it real Went to hell and back on a chemical escape Felt the room pulse white to the blinking of my life Tick tock, tick tock, don’t let me slip again Give me drugs to help me stand everything that hurts me Cause I don’t know who I am when I do it my way I don’t need your therapy Just give me the drugs or leave me on the floor to bleed Took a beautiful things and made it a disease Hit the gas too hard until I couldn’t breathe and felt my heart shut down I made home in an empty room I screamed out ‘til my lungs were black and blue Tick tock, one shot to save my life again Give me drugs to help me stand everything that hurts me Cause I don’t know who I am when I do it my way I don’t need your therapy Just give me the drugs or leave me on the floor to bleed Medicate, elevate, give me chemistry Cause I’m a lush, I’m afraid I’m a tragedy Meditate, educate, give me clarity Cause I don’t who I am, who I want to be So give me salt, give sleep, give me something to put a little faith in me Medicate, medicate, medicate me Give me drugs to help me stand everything that hurts me Cause I don’t know who I am when I do it my way I don’t need your therapy Just give me the drugs Give me the drugs to help me stand everything that I feel Cause I don’t know who I am when I do it my way I don’t need your sympathy Just give me the drugs or leave me on the floor to bleed
7.
Grew up as a government son with a backseat in my past I run with my eyes to the sun, never going to look back Wide-eyed with my baby blues and a pocket full of dreams I set out on road that’s paved in gold to find the music in me But the further that I get, the further I must go, singing Oh Lord, send me a miracle Cause you know I don’t know what’s good for me Oh Lord, send me a miracle Cause you know what I need Fed up with the weight of the world cause it’s holding me down Got to make a difference, got to make a change, got to be bold to be proud I’ve got one life to live and so much to say I won’t create a revolution just to throw it all away Oh Lord, send me a miracle Cause you know I don’t know what’s good for me Oh Lord, send me a miracle Oh Lord, send me a miracle Cause you know I don’t know what’s good for me Oh Lord, send me a miracle I know you’ve got what I need, so send it to me Oh Lord, send me a miracle Cause you know I need a little help to find my way Lord, send me a miracle Cause you’ve got what I need, so send it to me
8.
Don’t you know it’s always the good who come to pass young? The shelter I found beneath your shadow is losing its sanctity Where were you for me? While I was breaking mirrors just to break the man inside You almost let me die Halo, halo, you never believed in me so I don’t believe in you Halo, halo, don’t you wait up for me I’m not coming home to you tonight Don’t you know I used to defend you like a hero? But halfway from this world to the next Standing between my life and death You left me paralyzed in the back of a light-speed ambulance Before I found the will to open up my eyes Halo, halo, you never believed in me so I don’t believe in you Halo, halo, don’t you wait up for me I’m not coming home to you tonight Halo, halo, you never believed in me so I don’t believe in you Halo, halo, don’t you wait up for me I’m not coming home to you Halo, halo, you never believed in me the way I believed in you The way that I believed in you I wish I could believe in you, my halo I need to believe in you so I can believe in me

credits

released July 12, 2011

All Songs Written/Performed by The Bigger Lights.
Drums Performed by Ryan Seaman.
Produced/Engineered by John Kendall Royston and Daniel Mineart.
Additional Drum Engineering by Paul Barber.
Mixed/Mastered by Daniel Mineart.
Cover Art by Christopher McPeters.

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