I had a face on the mirror
I had a hand on the gun
I had a place in the sun and a
Ticket to syria
I had everything within my reach
I had monkey and stuff
Each and every call
Too much but never enough
Tear it up and watch it fall
Never LandI had a face on the mirror I had a hand on the gun I had a place in the sun and a Ticket to syria I had everything within my reach I had monkey and stuff Each and every call Too much but never enough Tear it up and watch it fall |