I can only hope it is true enough
That every little thing I do for love
Redeems me from the moments I deem worthy
Of all the worst things that I've done
And it saves me from myself at times of envy
When I am missing everyoneIf I wake up in the morning
I only need two more miracles to be a saint
Everything I promised everyone I would be
Well I just ain'tLately it seems like everybody is sick, everybody is dying
Build myself a wall of unhappy hearts
And only my heart knows my head is lying, lyingOh glory,
I think I see you round the bend
And I think I would try any pose and get there in the end
Oh gloryWhen I'm looking past the silken sheets
Take a breath to notice I am between
Every little piece of thread and memories
That constitute your dreamsIf I wake up in the morning
I only need two more miracles to be a saint
Everything I promised everyone I would be
Well I just ain'tLately it seems like everybody is sick, everybody is dying
Build myself a wall of unhappy hearts
And only my heart knows my head is lying, lyingOh glory,
I think I see you round the bend
And I think I would try any pose and get there in the end
Oh gloryOh glory,
I think I see you round the bend
And I think I would try any pose and get there in the end
Oh gloryOh glory,
I think I see you round the bend
And I think I would try any pose and get there in the end
Oh gloryLately it seems like everybody is sick, everybody is dying
Build myself a wall of unhappy hearts
And only my heart knows my head is lying, lyingOh glory,
I think I see you round the bend
And I think I would try any pose and get there in the end
Oh glory
Oh glory,
I think I see you round the bend
And I think I would try any pose and get there in the end
Oh glory
Oh glory
Oh glory
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Panic! At The Disco Song Lyrics
Outros génerosSong lyrics from A Fever You Can't Sweat You to their newest single Hallelujah