In Case of Rapture - As Tall As Lions

Hang down your head
There's nothing that remains
After you're dead
You don't even keep your name
You've convinced yourself
The book is never wrong
But what you'll find out
Will shake you the bone
I saw no fire in your street
Only the stones you've thrown at me
Does it make you feel better
Well you know we're all just sinners
Why waste your time trying to save
You've got your foot half in the grave
You're just a soapbox preacher
Six feet and heading deeper
Well can't you see
It's better to die on your feet
Than live down on your knees
With a crowded heart and clouded mind
You won't get what you seek
But if you stop you will find
We're just drops lost in the sea
I saw no fire in your street
Only the stones you've thrown at me
Does it make you feel better
Well you know we're all just sinners
Why waste your time swearing to save
You've got your foot half in the grave
You're just a soapbox preacher
Six feet and heading deeper
Well can't you see
It's better to die on your feet
Than live down on your
Well can't you see
It's better to die on your feet
Than live down on your knees
Why can't you see
It's better to die on your feet
Than live down on your knees
All hell is booked up
And heaven's got no vacancy
I guess that this cruel world
Ain't got no place for me
We're all stuck in the middle
We're throwing our cash at books of cliches
They say the cost is little
It might work
But not for me
I saw no fire in your street
Only the stones you've thrown at me
Does it make you feel better
Well you know we're all just sinners
I saw no fire
I saw no fire
I saw no fire
I saw no fire
Well can't you see
It's better to die on your feet
Than live down on your knees
Why can't you see
It's better to die on your feet
Than live down on your knees