Rancid - The 11th Hour Lyrics
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The 11th Hour
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What Are The Lyrics For The 11th Hour By Rancid?
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Hey little sister do you know what time it was When you finally seen all your broken dreams Come crashing down your door I say, they demand an answer and they demand it quick Or the questions fade and the wasted days Come crawling back for more And I say do you know where the power lies And who pulls the strings? Do you know where the power lies? I say, it starts and ends with you The face of isolation Well that's one you recognize When you can't get straight It's a lonely place and It's one you do despise I say, boredom is for sale now And the helplessness you feel Is a wounded dove and the hawks are above Blood splattered on a reel to reel And I say do you know where the power lies And who pulls the strings? Do you know where the power lies? I say, it starts and ends with you I was almost over, my world was almost gone In a sudden rush I could almost touch The things that I'd done wrong My jungle's made of concrete And through the silence I could feel My aim is true and I will walk on through These mountains made of steel And I say do you know where the power lies And who pulls the strings? Do you know where the power lies? I say it starts and ends with you Oh, I say it starts and ends with you I say it starts and ends with you |
Who Wrote The 11th Hour By Rancid?
Eric Roy Dinwiddie, Lars Frederiksen, Roger Matthew Freeman, Timothy Armstrong
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