Rea Garvey

Lions in Cages

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I got a big heart, I got a big mouth
I dug a big hole and now I'm tryin' to get out
Wait out hurtin' you
I wait out hurtin' you

I squeezed 0n your hand as you pick up the pace
You were hard on the gas and I was hard on the breaks
I'm no good for you, yeah
But we don't don't speak the truth

'Cause if we don't try nothing ever changes
If we don't try no one ever saves us
If we don't try
We're the weakest of the bravest
The numbers on the pages
We're lions in our cages

If we don't try
The drop stands still
If we don't try
It's a bitter pill
If we don't try
We're the weakest of the bravest
The numbers on the pages
We're lions in our cages

Hey
Run for your life
If you're low, low, low
Yeah, you know you gotta go to the
High, high, high and the beautiful light

Hey
You'll wish you had died
You'd be the weakest of the bravest
The numbers on the pages
All locked up, just like lions in their cages

I got my rally out and race you to the town's end
I had my eye on you but lost you in the last bend
I know you're faster, I heard your laughter
You're only happy when it's happy ever after

I saw them chasing, saw them hunting you down
You're standing like a victim
Like a ghost in the crowd
You love living dangerous
Being famous
Take a look at the crowd
It's that love on their faces

If we don't try nothing ever changes
If we don't try no one ever saves us
If we don't try
We're the weakest of the bravest
The numbers on the pages
We're lions in our cages

If we don't try
The drop stands still
If we don't try
It's a bitter pill
If we don't try
We're the weakest of the bravest
The numbers on the pages
We're lions in our cages

Hey
Run for your life
If you're low, low, low
Yeah, you know you gotta go to the
High, high, high and the beautiful light

Hey
You'll wish you had died
You'd be the weakest of the bravest
The numbers on the pages
All locked up, just like lions in their cages

No life grows in the garden
Where a young soul is starving
Where the rain's cold
And the wind blows
And hell is home tonight

But they you're swimming in the rivers of old
And your skin gets used to the cold
If your heart can't learn to let go
Yeah, you're never gonna find love

Hey
Run for your life
If you're low, low, low
Yeah, you know you gotta go to the
High, high, high of the beautiful light

Hey
You'll wish you had died
You'd be the weakest of the bravest
The numbers on the pages
All locked up, just like lions in their cages

Hey
Run for your life
If you're low, low, low
Yeah, you know you gotta go to the
High, high, high of the beautiful light

Hey
You'll wish you had died
You'd be the weakest of the bravest
The numbers on the pages
All locked up, just like lions in their cages


Autor(es): Raymond Micheal Garvey, Imran Abbas, Thomas Kessler, Konstantin Scherer, Benjamin Bistram