Ordinary

Yeah we all have our big ugly egos to live for
And to trip over
And we all keep a face in a jar by the door
To hide the bruises
And we all have a chip on our shoulder
That weighs like a boulder
Like a stone
And we all have a god
With the words of wisdom
We ignore
Regretfully so

You may be right
I may just be ordinary
I hope you're wrong
So i'll scratch
And i'll scream
But I won't be ordinary
No

And we all wake up scared
From our tarred and feathered dreams
Beautiful nightmares
And we all come away
From a superman experience, yes
As hero's in the mirrors in our rooms
And we all have those days
When we're bad, bad people
So, so evil
And we all have those days
When we save somebody's life
And never know it, we may never know it

You may be right
I may just be ordinary
I hope you're wrong
So i'll scratch
And i'll scream
But I won't
Be ordinary

No, oh, oh, no, no, no
Bum, bum, bum, bum
Bum, bum, bum, bum
Bum, bum, bum, bum
Bum, bum, bum, bum
Bum, bum, bum, bum

You may be right
I may just be ordinary
I hope you're wrong
So i'll scratch
And i'll scream
But I won't be ordinary

Bum, bum, bum, bum
Bum, bum, bum, bum
Bum, bum, bum, bum



Credits
Writer(s): David Richard Lyn, Andron Cross, Allan Lynfatt
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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