son of the morning
it happens every time
every time i try to do what's right the devils standing to the right
it just ain't right
look to the left
i could have guessed
no angels left
they must have left
without a sound
without a fight
always hiding in...
every time i try to do what's right the devils standing to the right
it just ain't right
look to the left
i could have guessed
no angels left
they must have left
without a sound
without a fight
always hiding in...