Scott Stapp - Face of the Sun Lyrics
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Face of the Sun
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What Are The Lyrics For Face of the Sun By Scott Stapp?
Don't try and make me listen
To all your superstition That you been selling for so..so long... yeah You got to stop the hating The self-medicating It's killing me cuz your so far gone... yeah You gotta... Fly... like a flame through the Face of the Sun Rise... with the fire till the battle is won Blind... to what the world says can never be done Fight until the end In the name of Love I see a 100 devils Preaching another level Selling the high road to low, low, low... Yeah Their lying to our faces And nothing ever changes There saying yes I say no, no no... Hey Fly... like a flame through the Face of the Sun Rise... with the fire till the battle is won Blind... to what the world says can never be done Fight until the end In the name of Love Yeah... In the name of Love Fly... like a flame through the Face of the Sun Rise...with the fire till the battle is won Blind... to what the world says can never be done Fight until the end In the name of... Love Fly... like a flame through the Face of the Sun Rise... with the fire till the battle is won Blind... to what the world says can never be done Fight until the end In the name of Love |
Who Wrote Face of the Sun By Scott Stapp?
Mari Frederiksen, Scott Stapp, Scott Stevens, Zachary Maloy, Martin Frederiksen
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What's The Duration Of The Face of the Sun By Scott Stapp?The duration of Face of the Sun is 3:09 minutes and seconds. |
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