Indiscretion No.243
I'm listening like my father
Told me how to
And burning like my brother
Always knew I would
I admit these strong defences
All around you, yeah
Check, check, check
Turn your face to the wall and laugh
The chains we wore
Are breaking up the wall
Forget my indiscretions
These looks and my confessions
So praise the Lord
Way up high
Is it good to feel alright
So praise the Lord
His priests defy
Told me how to
And burning like my brother
Always knew I would
I admit these strong defences
All around you, yeah
Check, check, check
Turn your face to the wall and laugh
The chains we wore
Are breaking up the wall
Forget my indiscretions
These looks and my confessions
So praise the Lord
Way up high
Is it good to feel alright
So praise the Lord
His priests defy
Credits
Writer(s): Campbell Mcneil, Craig Beaton, Iain Cook, Martin Scott
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