The Bluetones - Ames Lyrics
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Ames
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What Are The Lyrics For Ames By The Bluetones?
Indecision is a curious thing
It can turn your charity into sin Hesitation or the blink of an eye Can make your truth feel just like a lie What if you were raised to feel naturally grateful Guilty What if you were raised to feel naturally grateful Repetition as a way of life It's a safe way out But a long hard fight Isolation is a means to an end It's amazing how fast You'll forget your friends What if you don't have what it takes to be humble Worthy What if you don't have what it takes to be humble Feed your head Save your breath Because one of these days Because one of these days Why must I feel I'm the one Who must show you the way Who must show you the way Feed your head Save your breath Because one of these days You might need it Why must I feel I'm the one Who must show you to make you believe it Any fool can see that I'm a bad example If the only advice I bring Is to chew on your food And save your string Maybe I don't have what it takes to be humble Worthy Maybe I don't have what it takes to be humble Feed your head Save your breath Because one of these days You might need it Why must I feel I'm the one Who must show you to make you believe it Feed your head Save your breath Because one of these days Because one of these days Why must I feel I'm the one Who must show you to make you believe it To make you believe |
Who Wrote Ames By The Bluetones?
Adam Patrick Devlin, Edward Daniel Chester, Mark James Morriss, Scott Edward Morriss
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What's The Duration Of The Ames By The Bluetones?The duration of Ames is 4:44 minutes and seconds. |
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