Breakaway - Inglorious

Never riding the rain, I’m not used to this life

My head is pounding, my body’s so tight

Fast, I am made in vain out of rock

Bring down my side of warning, go back

I wanna breakaway!

Whooh, breakaway, yeah!

I spend all my money, I drink my best wine

Please, bring me tomorrow, I’m already gone

I’ve been struck by the guilt that no man should feel

The church has embathed me because of death still

Came judge back, it’s all fewer nigh

And no-one feels this like leaving behind

I wanna breakaway!

Whooh, breakaway, yeah!

I spend all my money, I drink my best wine

Please, bring me tomorrow, I’m already gone

Yeah!

Never riding the rain, I’m not used to this life

Please, bring me tomorrow, I’m already gone

I wanna breakaway, breakaway

I spend all my money, I drink my best wine

Please, bring me tomorrow, I’m already gone!

Yeah!