Hell Of A Life
David White
Call
Call it whatever you choose
Call from on top of your roof
Call until your cheeks turn blue
It's not up to you
Drag
Drag my likeness through the streets
Drag nosebleeds to front row seats
Drag the company you keep
It's not up to me
Whenever I arrive
I'll let someone else decide
If my soul's seen it's share of fire
It's been that kind of a night
Let
Let it underneath your skin
Let it haunt you from within
Let it rid you of your sin
It's not up to anyone but them
No
It's not up to any of us
We are too damn small
Waiting for something from somewhere beyond
Whenever I arrive
I'll let someone else decide
If my soul's seen it's share of fire
It's been that kind of a night
A dizzying ride
A hell of a life