Lyrics Glory - Friday Pilots Club

Glory

Sovereignty up on a hill
Shooting guns and passing bills
Promising the world could be alright
If these people, these sheep
Could just quit and believe
In the system of pretending that everything is fine
Whispered words start revolutions
Weary souls break constitutions
And glory only comes
When the good
When the good die young
Take another, a sister or brother
You’re egging me on
If you take the only ones who’d care when I’m gone
I’m too angry to sleep
Too tired to keep runnin'
But I’m wanted by a god
Who’s so afraid of death, he’s starting to become it
Oh power, power
A hero calls
From the bottom of a bottle (bottle)
Watch him fall
Let whispered words start revolutions
Weary souls break constitutions
And glory only comes
When the good
When the good die young
Give me power, power
A hero calls
From bottom of a bottle (bottle)
Watch him fall
Whispered words start revolutions
Weary souls break constitutions
And glory only comes
When the good
When the good die young
(Glory!)
When they die young
When the good die young
When the good die young