Shall we riot in the streets
Party in our sheets
Protest the unique
Worship our physique?
Or should we drop to our knees
Look death in the eye
And choose to keep on running?
Shall we cry ourselves to sleep
Surface from the deep
Filter out the weak
Strike the other cheek?
Or should we drop to our knees
Look death in the eye
And choose to keep on running?
Did you kill to earn a spot on the globe?
Did you snag a shooting star?
If the space dust fits neatly in your hands
Then enjoy, this life's all yours
Shall we learn to love the taste
Of dirty bathroom floors?
The moment's not a waste
When we can feel no more
(As for me)
I'm gonna drop to my knees
Look death in the eye
And choose to keep on running
Did you kill to earn a spot on the globe?
Did you snag the shooting stars
If the space dust fits neatly in your hands
Then enjoy, this life's all yours
And when that final question comes
May my answer be to run
Hesher Cats - Riot.Sheet Lyrics
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Shall we riot in the streets
Party in our sheets
Protest the unique
Worship our physique?
Or should we drop to our knees
Look death in the eye
And choose to keep on running?
Shall we cry ourselves to sleep
Surface from the deep
Filter out the weak
Strike the other cheek?
Or should we drop to our knees
Look death in the eye
And choose to keep on running?
Did you kill to earn a spot on the globe?
Did you snag a shooting star?
If the space dust fits neatly in your hands
Then enjoy, this life's all yours
Shall we learn to love the taste
Of dirty bathroom floors?
The moment's not a waste
When we can feel no more
(As for me)
I'm gonna drop to my knees
Look death in the eye
And choose to keep on running
Did you kill to earn a spot on the globe?
Did you snag the shooting stars
If the space dust fits neatly in your hands
Then enjoy, this life's all yours
And when that final question comes
May my answer be to run
Party in our sheets
Protest the unique
Worship our physique?
Or should we drop to our knees
Look death in the eye
And choose to keep on running?
Shall we cry ourselves to sleep
Surface from the deep
Filter out the weak
Strike the other cheek?
Or should we drop to our knees
Look death in the eye
And choose to keep on running?
Did you kill to earn a spot on the globe?
Did you snag a shooting star?
If the space dust fits neatly in your hands
Then enjoy, this life's all yours
Shall we learn to love the taste
Of dirty bathroom floors?
The moment's not a waste
When we can feel no more
(As for me)
I'm gonna drop to my knees
Look death in the eye
And choose to keep on running
Did you kill to earn a spot on the globe?
Did you snag the shooting stars
If the space dust fits neatly in your hands
Then enjoy, this life's all yours
And when that final question comes
May my answer be to run
Writer: Robert Clarke
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