White Whale.mp3 Songtext
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White Whale.mp3 Songtext
This dream... a cold trail. Feels like I′m chasing after my tail.
But I'm not stopping until these visions are real.
I wanna be free. To be the very best that I can be.
I′m not giving up on everything. Throw your worst at me, but I'm still standing.
THERE ARE THOSE WHO WILL USE MY OWN NAME AGAINST ME
BUT IN THIS LIFE OR IN THE NEXT I WONT STOP UNTIL I'M FINISHED
This dream... a cold trail. Feels like I′m chasing after my tail.
But I′m not stopping until these visions are real.
Is this the end of the line? Am I just wasting my time? When will I find, THE WHITE WHALE?
From heart to tongue, I feel each word.
Give so much of myself, still my future's blurred.
Lord give me life or give me death,
Because I′m stuck in between and it's endless.
THEY′LL SAY I SOLD OUT, BUT I'LL CALL IT SELLING IN
It′s hard to change the world without a checkbook.
When money talks, EVERYBODY LISTENS.
This dream... a cold trail. Feels like I'm chasing after my tail.
But I'm not stopping until these visions are real.
Is this the end of the line? Am I just wasting my time? When will I find, THE WHITE WHALE?
I wanna rise from the depths I dwell.
Oh I hope there′s a hope in this hell.
Call me cynical, I am the worst.
CALL ME CRAZY, YOU WOULDN′T BE THE FIRST.
My only crime... trying to make a difference with my time.
This dream... a cold trail. Feels like I'm chasing after my tail.
But I′m not stopping until these visions are real.
Is this the end of the line? Am I just wasting my time? When will I find, THE WHITE WHALE?
But I'm not stopping until these visions are real.
I wanna be free. To be the very best that I can be.
I′m not giving up on everything. Throw your worst at me, but I'm still standing.
THERE ARE THOSE WHO WILL USE MY OWN NAME AGAINST ME
BUT IN THIS LIFE OR IN THE NEXT I WONT STOP UNTIL I'M FINISHED
This dream... a cold trail. Feels like I′m chasing after my tail.
But I′m not stopping until these visions are real.
Is this the end of the line? Am I just wasting my time? When will I find, THE WHITE WHALE?
From heart to tongue, I feel each word.
Give so much of myself, still my future's blurred.
Lord give me life or give me death,
Because I′m stuck in between and it's endless.
THEY′LL SAY I SOLD OUT, BUT I'LL CALL IT SELLING IN
It′s hard to change the world without a checkbook.
When money talks, EVERYBODY LISTENS.
This dream... a cold trail. Feels like I'm chasing after my tail.
But I'm not stopping until these visions are real.
Is this the end of the line? Am I just wasting my time? When will I find, THE WHITE WHALE?
I wanna rise from the depths I dwell.
Oh I hope there′s a hope in this hell.
Call me cynical, I am the worst.
CALL ME CRAZY, YOU WOULDN′T BE THE FIRST.
My only crime... trying to make a difference with my time.
This dream... a cold trail. Feels like I'm chasing after my tail.
But I′m not stopping until these visions are real.
Is this the end of the line? Am I just wasting my time? When will I find, THE WHITE WHALE?
Writer(s): byron peck, evan mckeever Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com