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Píseň: The Rising Tide

Interpret:
Killers, The
Album:
Battle Born
The streets of persuasion
Are plated with gold
Your heart's in the right place,
But you travel down the wrong road
Like so many before you
The gates open wide
Here comes the rising tide (rising tide)...


Let's go out tonight
There's a mystery underneath the neon lights
Before the life and dream collide
Cause the truth's gonna come and cut me open wide
And you can't escape the rising of the tide


Keep up your appearance, you're joining the choir
With everybody singing out,
"Glory, Hallelujah" (Hallelujah)
The time came for your solo
But there was nowhere to hide
Here comes the rising tide


And the company you keep
Well, they plan your crucifixion as we speak
So, baby, 'till the life and the dream collide
There's gonna be a mystery underneath those neon lights
If you can't decipher just who's on your side
You will not escape the rising of the tide


Can you tell me, brother, was I deceived, or in denial?
I was there, in the back of the room 
When you touched the fire (Ow, ow!)
With your pitchfork tongue, you licked your lips, and you lied
We are never gonna know how hard you cried
When your petition, then your access was denied


'Till the venom in your veins is satisfied
'Till you suffocate and and swallow down the pride
Well, you can't escape (you can't escape)
Well, you can't escape (you can't escape)
Well, you can't escape the rising of the tide...