Because Of The Times-McFearless-Kings Of Leon
Strain living with a name
They get the best of me, but I'm no walker away
I don't complain, I got much to gain
So they keep testing me and I keep feeding their face
But they could go, off and hit the road
And what would I care, I like going nowhere
I got the reins and courage I was made of
And they've got fake love, so I know
I must show
It's my show
I must go
With my soul
Not my hand
Where I stand
It's my role
It's my soul
Pearls and necklaces and girls
And all the pretty things I ain't seeking to have
It's safe to say, if I don't get this out of me
I might quite easily end up dead or just mad
Cross my t's, try to dot my i's
But that's just blinding me, I ain't living that way
I roll my sleeves and make a better man of me
Or I might easily just give up
On this show
It's my show
I must go
With my soul
Not my hand
Where I stand
It's my role
It's my soul
I must show
It's my show
I must go
With my soul
Not my hand
Where I stand
It's my role
It's my soul
And my show
It's my show