Glory

Just another wasted hour
Sittin' in a box called home
Suckin' on a Dr. Pepper
Starin' at my phone
Just another sleepless slumber
Just another heavy toll
Pistol in my top drawer
I won't have to load
No, no, no, I won't have to load
All that I am
All that I ever
Was holding your hand
So, I'm bound for glory
To see your face
God curse the day that it started to fade
Just another wasted struggle
Wish that I could tell them don't
But a man's got his thumb and his finger
Inside my throat
Rollin' down a big bright hallway
This is nothin' like we've been told
There's no cinematic music
No picture show
No, no, no, there's no picture show
All that I am
All that I ever
Was holding your hand
So, I'm bound for glory
To see your face
There is the darkness
I'm starting to fade
Wait, I couldn't see
All that I have left of you's in me
And if I go then you go
And baby, that's not how it's gonna be
With all that I am
With all I have ever
With all I have left
I'm bound for glory
To see your face
'Cause I want to see it
As long as I can
For just as long as I can



Credits
Writer(s): Richard Bates
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