Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Light the Way, artist - Crazy Town. Album song The Brimstone Sluggers, in the genre АльтернативаDate of issue: 27.08.2015
Record label: Membran
Song language: English
Light the Way |
| I look into the mirror and spit |
| No one know better than me that I need to quit |
| Hot brimstone in my catcher’s mitt |
| Step up to the plate and I bite my lip |
| And may the bridges start burn |
| Light the way, light the way, light the way |
| And may the bridges start burn |
| Light the way, light the way, light the way |
| Catcher through a kaleidoscope |
| Thrash the scene, know I’m cleaner than a bar of soap |
| And you can make a toast with a black rose to old ghosts |
| Drugs like a slug in the chest I’m so West Coast |
| And I dance with demons daily |
| I don’t blame you, why even hate me |
| And I dance with demons daily |
| I wander the halls, fuck it all, I’m crazy |
| Now is it just too much? |
| Or is it just enough? |
| Is it just too much? |
| They all fall down! |
| (Down, down, down, down, down…) |
| And may the bridges start burn |
| Light the way, light the way, light the way |
| And may the bridges start burn |
| Light the way, light the way, light the way |
| And may the bridges start burn |
| Light the way, light the way, light the way |
| And may the bridges start burn |
| Light the way, light the way into a brand new day |
| Mr. Bad Brain, I’m you fire starter |
| Shifty gang bang tank tops and Prada |
| I’mma Armageddon trencher, Heavenly father |
| Break a drink at ten/four can ya copy me, roger? |
| I’m a villain, killin' em, homeboy please |
| You can’t see the force when you’re stuck in a trees |
| You can’t be the boss when you’re down on your knees |
| And you won’t get far if you’re fucking with me |
| Breathe |
| Breathe |
| Breathe |
| Breathe |
| And I dance with demons daily |
| I don’t blame you, why even hate me |
| And I dance with demons daily |
| I wander the halls, fuck it all, I’m crazy |
| Now is it just too much? |
| Or is it just enough? |
| Is it just too much? |
| They all fall down! |
| And may the bridges start burn |
| Light the way, light the way, light the way |
| And may the bridges start burn |
| Light the way, light the way, light the way |
| And may the bridges start burn |
| Light the way, light the way, light the way |
| And may the bridges start burn |
| Light the way, light the way into a brand new day |
| Into a brand new day |
| Into a brand new day (Day, day, day, day, day, day…) |
| Into a brand new day |
| Breathe |
| Breathe |
| Breathe |
| Breathe… |
| Late night overexposure |
| Play nice and on my holster |
| Bar fights make me feel closer |
| Flashing lights, cops pull me over |
| White noise, screams in the night |
| Freeze! |
| I run like they’re not gonna catch me |
| One time more, once in a strip show |
| Blood runs deep, talk sheep, take a risko |
| Take a risko |
| Take a risko |
| Take a risko |
| Take a take a take a… |