[00:46.59]life has teeth, and bites the feeding open hand
[00:49.86]you wanna be in a band?
[00:52.56]I got to feeling, I got too much, too soon, too ****** up I don't know
[01:00.30]I got to get to the show
[01:01.35]well... what have I got to do?
[01:04.98]what have I got to do to get through to you?
[01:05.79]well... what have I got to do?
[01:16.11]what have I got to do to get next to you?
[01:17.16]like a telephone call would do, **** it
[01:31.26]CHORUS:
[01:31.41]everlone, everlone
[01:31.83]a thousand fake heroes appear at the throne (of)
[01:32.79]everlone, into the great unknown
[01:33.45]leaving it all to fade for a while
[01:46.38]'til the fire in my eyes passes by
[01:47.16]when ideas run out, any fool can make a fist
[02:07.41]I got the will to resist
[02:09.33]I got the power of one, the fear of none, the arms to judge a man
[02:17.19]I bet you don't understand
[02:18.27]well... what have I got to do?
[02:24.63]what have I got to do to get through to you?
[02:25.41]well… what have I got to do?
[02:32.43]what have I got to do to get next to you?
[02:33.78]like a telephone call would do, **** it
[03:31.41]CHORUS
[03:31.59]passes by - like a train, like the strangers all around
[03:33.87]passes by - like a pain, like the only friend I've found
[03:38.04]but if you mix self-confidence with some common sense
[03:44.79]maybe then you'll realise you touch me never, never, ever...
[04:02.28](... ever (x7))
[04:02.43]CHORUS

life has teeth, and bites the feeding open hand
you wanna be in a band?
I got to feeling, I got too much, too soon, too ****** up I don't know
I got to get to the show
well... what have I got to do?
what have I got to do to get through to you?
well... what have I got to do?
what have I got to do to get next to you?
like a telephone call would do, **** it
CHORUS:
everlone, everlone
a thousand fake heroes appear at the throne (of)
everlone, into the great unknown
leaving it all to fade for a while
'til the fire in my eyes passes by
when ideas run out, any fool can make a fist
I got the will to resist
I got the power of one, the fear of none, the arms to judge a man
I bet you don't understand
well... what have I got to do?
what have I got to do to get through to you?
well… what have I got to do?
what have I got to do to get next to you?
like a telephone call would do, **** it
CHORUS
passes by - like a train, like the strangers all around
passes by - like a pain, like the only friend I've found
but if you mix self-confidence with some common sense
maybe then you'll realise you touch me never, never, ever...
(... ever (x7))
CHORUS