Letra de Delusions of Grandeur
Pressing on about our business Comfort is getting too expensive Hot-shots for the pigeons with a death sentence You're something like a pistol That's been polished bright But if it never leaves the holster It can never save your lifeI need a meaning I can get behind A better message to subscribe toSet sun I'm an hour older Mile markers punctuate the shoulder Harboring delusions of grandeur You're something like a canvas That's been stretched and primed You could become something priceless Or you could be a waste of timeI need a meaning I can get behind A better message to subscribe to This is the best time to be alive If you consider where complaining gets youWe're living much too We're living much too comfortably for me Keep drifting, keep drifting aimlessly Stay with me And we'll stay busy On endless trips to anywhere To end up where we'll beI need a meaning I can get behind A better message to subscribe to This is the best time to be alive If you consider where complaining gets you