SARTAIN

Lyrics

Well, the pick of the litter is anyone’s guess
Cocaine and meth labs and whiskey and death
We’re a room full of hearts hanging out of our chests
Souls traveled too far without any rest

And we won’t make good martyrs, we’ll never be saints
We are what we are and we ain’t what we ain’t

We will shine on like broken diamonds and
We will roar like a pack of lions and
No more fear when the phoenix it rises
We’ll leave our tears where we shed our disguises

Second chance relapses, rehab is through
They took all our toys, what the fuck do we do?
And there’s no finish line till the the living is done
And I walk with my Lions into the sun

And we won’t make good martyrs, we’ll never be saints
We are what we are and we ain’t what we ain’t

We will shine on like broken diamonds and
We will roar like a pack of lions and
no more fear when the phoenix it rises we’ll
Leave our tears where we shed our disguises

When time stops
I won’t let that call drop
When you hit that hard top
I’m a call away

We will shine on like broken diamonds and
We will roar like a pack of lions and
No more fear when the phoenix it rises we’ll
Leave our tears where we shed our disguises