The Chancer
TO KILL A KING · To Kill A King 2015 · Track 05 of 11
Written by To Kill a King, Ralph Pelleymounter
Stumbling for to call a space my home When I do I'd like to think it's with you Lend me oh a mirror for my soul Hold it up to see the good you do
And the beat goes on my friend Life's endless drum Monkeys on my back again, it's true Making me a beast of burden And my legs are good for glue
Angels and demons stood on my shoulders Like old friends Through their back and forth, I see glimpses of the real you
Fumbling for the words I know I need I'm sure there's some, I wrote to say what to do Crawling back against the breaking wind To find a place I'm sure I know needs me
And the beat goes on my friend Life's endless drum Monkeys on my back again, it's true Making me a beast of burden And my legs are good for glue Angels and demons stood on my shoulders Like old friends Through their back and forth, I see glimpses of the real you
And the beat goes on my friend Life's endless drum [x8]
Monkeys on my back again, it's true Making me a beast of burden And my legs are good for glue
Angels and demons stood on my shoulders Like old friends Through their back and forth, I see glimpses of the real you
And the beat goes on my friend Life's endless drum