seven
Seven dreamers in my head
Seven killers in my bed
Time spent
In between love and hate
Adds the artist
Counting it all up to eight
Seven lovers by the bar
Seven travelers by the car
They haven't left yet
They're still waiting for
Their boyfriends
Drunk at the door
Raise a glass to lovers past and all the in between
Raise a glass to my efforts broadcasted up on the big screen
Time will grow stale, and I'll remain pale, but the memories still remain
Raise a glass to seven humans clearing the stain
Seven heroes on the field
Seven injured being healed
These beasts are wild yet they want to be tame
So why can't they realize they're all one the same
Seven mayors in the court
Seven cowards show support
The politicians ask for some sort of change
But the Jester says
"Not till the stars rearrange"
Raise a glass to lovers past and all the in between
Raise a glass to my efforts broadcasted up on the big screen
Time will grow stale, and I'll remain pale, but the memories still remain
Raise a glass to seven humans clearing the stain
Same head, same mind in my tomb
Same dead orphan in my room
Come on inside, I'll try not to hide the bodies on the floor
Come on inside, I'll try to provide all you're asking for
Bwa na na
Seven killers in my bed
Time spent
In between love and hate
Adds the artist
Counting it all up to eight
Seven lovers by the bar
Seven travelers by the car
They haven't left yet
They're still waiting for
Their boyfriends
Drunk at the door
Raise a glass to lovers past and all the in between
Raise a glass to my efforts broadcasted up on the big screen
Time will grow stale, and I'll remain pale, but the memories still remain
Raise a glass to seven humans clearing the stain
Seven heroes on the field
Seven injured being healed
These beasts are wild yet they want to be tame
So why can't they realize they're all one the same
Seven mayors in the court
Seven cowards show support
The politicians ask for some sort of change
But the Jester says
"Not till the stars rearrange"
Raise a glass to lovers past and all the in between
Raise a glass to my efforts broadcasted up on the big screen
Time will grow stale, and I'll remain pale, but the memories still remain
Raise a glass to seven humans clearing the stain
Same head, same mind in my tomb
Same dead orphan in my room
Come on inside, I'll try not to hide the bodies on the floor
Come on inside, I'll try to provide all you're asking for
Bwa na na
Credits
Writer(s): Angus Mclary
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