Glory

Dressed up in white ribbons
It's him against the world he's struggling to fight
He's not fine with what he's been given
Every single word is building up a lie

Well he don't have to answer anybody's questions
He's got all the right things now
He'd stand inside a fire before falling on his sword
Singing glory hallelujah, praise the lord

Sleep tight
You know you deserve it
Hold your head up high and disregard the shame
You've had a hard life
At least in your version
Everyone is wrong and the whole world is to blame

Well you don't have to answer anybody's questions
You got all the right things now
You'd stand inside a fire before falling on your sword
Singing glory hallelujah, praise the lord

Glory hallelujah, praise the lord
Glory hallelujah
Praise the lord



Credits
Writer(s): Stephen William Fiore
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