lyrics
i'll be waiting on that trumpet sound, on judgement day
instead of lost maybe ill be found
i was promised a few lines in this play
unforunately theres not much left to say
considering its opening day
save a seat for my grandmother
raincheck please for her granddaughter
and when those curtains close, oh god who knows
where the spotlight goes
you just wait your turn
it's your time to learn the hard way
consider this your pay day
words can't help me none, i'll turn and face the son
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released December 31, 2011
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