Pat Benatar - Purgatory

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We will be the forgotten ones
They will shake their heads and pity us
We who sacrificed our sons and daughters
With the sweet taste of victory on our lips
They will cry, but their tears will come too late
There is no redemption for the ones
Who choose to walk in the shadows

Oh sweet redeemer will you save a place for me
I am tired and I m seeking restitution
Oh will you heal me, will you take away my pain
What I m looking for is absolution
Getting out of Purgatory
Is no small accomplishment
And the price is high
And it comes with its own set of conditions
The choice is never clear and difficult to make
But it will not change them
They will just go on the way they always have

Oh sweet redeemer will you save a place for me
I am tired and I m seeking restitution
Oh will you heal me, will you take away my pain
What I m looking for is absolution

Inne utwory

  • You better run
  • Lipstick lies
  • My clone sleeps alone
  • I ant out
  • Silent partner
  • Disconnected
  • Strawberry wine
  • Just like me
  • Takin it back
  • Treat me right
  • A crazy world like this
  • Out-a-touch
  • In the heat of the night
  • All fired up
  • Sometimes the good guys finish first
  • Temporary heroes
  • Temptation
  • Losowe utwory

    Who said

    I ve never been to the U.S.A.
    I m a slave on a minimum wage
    Detroit, New York and L.A.
    But I m stuck in the U.K.
    ...

    Will i ever

    Na, na, na, na

    I can bear to let it show,
    therefore you will never know,
    what I really feel inside,
    and how I lay awake at night.

    Chorus 1:
    Will I ever fall in love,
    and if I do will it be with you?
    Will I ever...

    The world is changing

    [Singer] oohhhh
    [Voice] Tell em where you come in, tell that fake nigga where you come in
    [Singer] oohhhh
    [Voice] Yall bitch niggaz is jealous, I see a whole bunch of suckers

    [Verse One]
    Won t you niggaz, take a look at a...

    Out-a-touch

    I ve seen your picture in the paper
    On the front page of magazines
    I ve pulled the trigger right at you
    On billboards and movie screens
    When I talk, it s to myself
    Cause I know your kind, you re like everyone else

    Peace of mind

    Everybody says that it s not hard to see,
    What you would like to be,
    Or is it just to me?

    What you d like to take and
    What you d like to leave,
    Do you know our love is free?

    People all around me say that I m a fool,
    But it s so hard...