Rosabelle Believe
from Party Monster by The Record
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lyrics
I’m in, but the water’s cold.
The storm has gathered, I can feel it in my bones.
I'll weather this one.
Counted out, but count me in.
You act like I don’t know where your head’s been.
Give me a little credit.
You’ve got me in a bind, I’m calling time out, calling time out.
You tried to pull me down, but you stoop too low.
A bargain with your conscience doesn’t get you off the hook.
We’ve all been there before.
I’ve felt the loudest noise, but I’ll level this whole town with my voice.
You gave me no choice.
You’ve got me in a bind, I’m calling time out, calling time out.
Oh please just go on, this is the last stop for me.
Now I’m on my own, the weight of the earth is killing me.
Oh Columba, the devil is on you, buried alive in the grave that I dug you.
The afterlife closes in all around you, dreamed or imagined no heaven or hell.
Like Lazarus sleeping, declared dead, but still alive and breathing.
Awake the walking dead.
Took a walk to calm my nerves.
Decided we all get what we deserve.
These are my last words.
You’ve got me in a bind, I’m calling time out.
Oh please just go on, this is the last stop for me.
Now I’m on my own, the weight of the earth is killing me.
The storm has gathered, I can feel it in my bones.
I'll weather this one.
Counted out, but count me in.
You act like I don’t know where your head’s been.
Give me a little credit.
You’ve got me in a bind, I’m calling time out, calling time out.
You tried to pull me down, but you stoop too low.
A bargain with your conscience doesn’t get you off the hook.
We’ve all been there before.
I’ve felt the loudest noise, but I’ll level this whole town with my voice.
You gave me no choice.
You’ve got me in a bind, I’m calling time out, calling time out.
Oh please just go on, this is the last stop for me.
Now I’m on my own, the weight of the earth is killing me.
Oh Columba, the devil is on you, buried alive in the grave that I dug you.
The afterlife closes in all around you, dreamed or imagined no heaven or hell.
Like Lazarus sleeping, declared dead, but still alive and breathing.
Awake the walking dead.
Took a walk to calm my nerves.
Decided we all get what we deserve.
These are my last words.
You’ve got me in a bind, I’m calling time out.
Oh please just go on, this is the last stop for me.
Now I’m on my own, the weight of the earth is killing me.
credits
from Party Monster,
released June 12, 2012
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The Record Raleigh, North Carolina
Raleigh, NC rock band.
Sean - Guitar & Vox
Will - Keys & Vox
Tyler - Bass & Vox
Robbie - Drums
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May 2011
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