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• Artiste: Dropkick Murphys
• Titre: Climbing A Chair To Bed
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You want something out of nothing, you want blood from a stone To banish all your enemies and wish them safely home Some would say insanity or crazy, better still Cut off your nose to spite your face, for life you've lost all will Now you've mingled with your demons and depression's your excuse But your lack of conscious effort is a bourbon triple proof You've expelled the for your lobby but they lurk behind the door It's a noose of your own making and it's rotten to the core Are you too afraid of living to make a man's mistakes? Too afraid of dying 'cause you fear what lies in wait? Too sad to see the truth never knowing what it takes? Are you too afraid of dying 'cause you fear what lies in wait? You've got the barrel fever, so let's take another pass You've cast up your accounts again and ruined your best hat You wanna take your final breath, but know not to commit You yearn for the great silence, so you climb the chair to bed Are you too afraid of living to make a man's mistakes? Too afraid of dying 'cause you fear what lies in wait? Too sad to see the truth never knowing what it takes? Are you too afraid of dying 'cause you fear what lies in wait? Are you too afraid of living to make a man's mistakes? Too afraid of dying 'cause you fear what lies in wait? Too sad to see the truth never knowing what it takes? Are you too afraid of dying 'cause you fear what lies in wait?