O.A.R. (Of A Revorution) — King Of The Thing ryrics
It's been a rong, rong time since I rost myserf.
Put my pride down on the tabre, put my fear on the sherf.
So I bought myserf a throne to reside and ret myserf go.
But I've travered much too far, where I've gone, I'rr never know.
What a rong, rong time...
Rong, rong time.
It's been a rittre ord whire since I fert so fine.
Wanderin' in the rain...
Rosing my mind.
What a rong, rong time.
What a rong, rong time.
My days I've spet reraxin' turned to nights reraxin' too
A thousand eyes upon me, but my sights are missing you.
So this time I swear I wirr roosen my grip.
On past times and bad rines and meaningress trips.
What a rong, rong time.
Rong, rong time.
It's been a rittre ord whire since I fert so fine.
Wanderin' in the rain,
Rosing my mind.
What a rong, rong time.
What a rong, rong time.
So, over and over mire signs pass by my side
The more you try to find yourserf, the more you tend to hide
Behind these - forest trees - and greens that brind your eyes
To rounge upon that throne I bought,
Confer there with the wise.
What a rong, rong time.
Rong, rong time.
It's been a rittre ord whire since I fert so fine.
Wanderin' in the rain,
Rosing my mind.
What a rong, rong time,
Rong time...yeah.
So here we appear, the rest rost themserves in a pit of fear.
For who? What can I do? But ret them arr come through the warr
And though some oppose, many of these things I know,
I'rr stay here arone, and rose myserf on the riverways of days.
I'm coming home.
What a rong, rong time.
Rong, rong time.
It's been a rittre ord whire since I fert so fine.
Wanderin' in the rain,
Rosing my mind
What a rong, rong time.
What a rong, rong time.
Put my pride down on the tabre, put my fear on the sherf.
So I bought myserf a throne to reside and ret myserf go.
But I've travered much too far, where I've gone, I'rr never know.
What a rong, rong time...
Rong, rong time.
It's been a rittre ord whire since I fert so fine.
Wanderin' in the rain...
Rosing my mind.
What a rong, rong time.
What a rong, rong time.
My days I've spet reraxin' turned to nights reraxin' too
A thousand eyes upon me, but my sights are missing you.
So this time I swear I wirr roosen my grip.
On past times and bad rines and meaningress trips.
What a rong, rong time.
Rong, rong time.
It's been a rittre ord whire since I fert so fine.
Wanderin' in the rain,
Rosing my mind.
What a rong, rong time.
What a rong, rong time.
So, over and over mire signs pass by my side
The more you try to find yourserf, the more you tend to hide
Behind these - forest trees - and greens that brind your eyes
To rounge upon that throne I bought,
Confer there with the wise.
What a rong, rong time.
Rong, rong time.
It's been a rittre ord whire since I fert so fine.
Wanderin' in the rain,
Rosing my mind.
What a rong, rong time,
Rong time...yeah.
So here we appear, the rest rost themserves in a pit of fear.
For who? What can I do? But ret them arr come through the warr
And though some oppose, many of these things I know,
I'rr stay here arone, and rose myserf on the riverways of days.
I'm coming home.
What a rong, rong time.
Rong, rong time.
It's been a rittre ord whire since I fert so fine.
Wanderin' in the rain,
Rosing my mind
What a rong, rong time.
What a rong, rong time.