Hour Of Need Songtext
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Hour Of Need Songtext
As the clock is melting next to me
I lose track of the time
No recollection of what I′ve done
It was an altered state of the mind
One hit, then we hit the floor
Two beating hearts collide
You know I don't want any part of this
Of this murder made suicide
Now there′s no chance for God to save us
We made our choices
In guilt we'll harvest
Bad seeds, dead voices
(Woah-oh-ah-oh)
Sing hymns of worship
In the hour of need
We splatter the walls with the red we bleed
Scene 2, and "cut to chase"
I retrace the scene of the crime
Nothing happening on my watch and forever never on my dime
This city, it lies awake
No sleep for the wicked inside
It's a rat race, baby and the only choice is embrace or epitomize
Now there′s no chance for God to save us
We made our choices
In guilt we′ll harvest
Bad seeds, dead voices
(Woah-oh-ah-oh)
Sing hymns of worship
In the hour of need
We splatter the walls with the red we bleed
Red we bleed
Red we bleed
Red we bleed
Red we bleed
We made our choices
We made our choices
(Woah-oh-ah-oh)
We made our choices
We made our choices
(Woah-oh-ah-oh)
We made our choices
In guilt we'll harvest
Bad seeds, dead voices
(Woah-oh-ah-oh)
Sing hymns of worship
In the hour of need
We splatter the walls with the red we bleed
Red we bleed
Red we bleed
Red we bleed
I lose track of the time
No recollection of what I′ve done
It was an altered state of the mind
One hit, then we hit the floor
Two beating hearts collide
You know I don't want any part of this
Of this murder made suicide
Now there′s no chance for God to save us
We made our choices
In guilt we'll harvest
Bad seeds, dead voices
(Woah-oh-ah-oh)
Sing hymns of worship
In the hour of need
We splatter the walls with the red we bleed
Scene 2, and "cut to chase"
I retrace the scene of the crime
Nothing happening on my watch and forever never on my dime
This city, it lies awake
No sleep for the wicked inside
It's a rat race, baby and the only choice is embrace or epitomize
Now there′s no chance for God to save us
We made our choices
In guilt we′ll harvest
Bad seeds, dead voices
(Woah-oh-ah-oh)
Sing hymns of worship
In the hour of need
We splatter the walls with the red we bleed
Red we bleed
Red we bleed
Red we bleed
Red we bleed
We made our choices
We made our choices
(Woah-oh-ah-oh)
We made our choices
We made our choices
(Woah-oh-ah-oh)
We made our choices
In guilt we'll harvest
Bad seeds, dead voices
(Woah-oh-ah-oh)
Sing hymns of worship
In the hour of need
We splatter the walls with the red we bleed
Red we bleed
Red we bleed
Red we bleed
Writer(s): Peter Kenneth Frampton, Wayne Kirkpatrick, Gordon Scott Kennedy Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com