The Artist In The Ambulance (Live at the Apple Store)
Lyrics
Late night, brakes lock, hear the tires squeal Red light, can't stop so I spin the wheel My world goes black before I feel an angel lift me up And I open bloodshot eyes into fluorescent whitefull lyrics...
Late night, brakes lock, hear the tires squeal Red light, can't stop so I spin the wheel My world goes black before I feel an angel lift me up And I open bloodshot eyes into fluorescent whitefull lyrics...
Features Of This Song
hard rock rootsa subtle use of vocal harmony
extensive vamping
minor key tonality
These are just a few of the hundreds of attributes cataloged for this song by the Music Genome Project.
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I'm left here with the question of just And giving everything you have Late night, brakes lock, hear the tires squeal I'm sick of always talking when there's no change They've given me a second chance, the artist in the ambulance Look around and you'll see that at times it feels like no one really cares Can we pick you off the ground, more than flashing lights and sounds Red light, can't stop so I spin the wheel I know that there's a difference between sleight of hand Greedy jaws of death and chance and pull me in with steady hands And I realize that empty words are not enough I know that this can be more than just flashing lights and sounds My world goes black before I feel an angel lift me up I know that this can be more than just flashing lights and sounds I know that this can be more than just flashing lights and sounds That there's a line drawn in the sand, I'm working up the will to cross it I hope that I will never let you down I lie here shaking on this bed, under the weight of my regrets I hope that I will never let you down Now I lay here owing my life to a stranger Songwriters: Edward Breckenridge, James Breckenridge, Dustin Kensrue, Teppei Teranishi Red light, can't stop so I spin the wheel Gets me down but I'm still gonna try to do what's right They flip the siren, hit the lights, close the doors and I am gone Late night, brakes lock, hear the tires squeal I'm sick of empty words, let's lead and not follow And I open bloodshot eyes into fluorescent white Rhetoric can't raise the dead And I hope that I will never let you down Rhetoric can't raise the dead What have I to show except the promises I've never kept? Publishers: SCEPTOR OF MALICE, UNIVERSAL MUSIC - MGB SONGS My world goes black before I feel an angel steal me from the


