Heroes, Hookers, Pastors & Pilots

Well I'm thankful for the people
Who told me I'm not enough

Cause sometimes lies are what can help us find the truth
The truth that we all want the same thing
To belong and to be loved but we've been
Callused, bruised, and lied to so we give up

But the older I get the quicker the
Sand in the hourglass seems to drop
And I realized it's a waste of time faking the answers
To be seen and known, learning to accept growth
And laughing through sorrow, is all that we hope

To the Heroes, Hookers, Pastors, and Pilots
To the Murderers and those who'd never lie
Please recognize you're more the same than different
Cause at the end of the day, everybody cries

To the Heroes, Hookers, Pastors, and Pilots
To the Murderers and those who'd never lie
Please recognize you're more the same than different
Cause at the end of the day, everybody cries
Yes, at the end of the day, everybody cries

To the Dreamers, Deadbeats, Mothers, and Martyrs
To the adulterers and those who fear the night
Please recognize you're more the same than different
Cause at the end of the day, everybody dies



Credits
Writer(s): Gatton Hudson
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