Chase Rice - Lions lyrics

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Chase Rice - Lions lyrics

(Our Father, who art in heaven Hallowed be thy Name Thy kingdom come, thy will be done On Earth as it is in heaven Give us this day our daily bread And forgive us our trespa**es As we forgive those who trespa** against us And lead us not into temptation But deliver us from evil For thine is the kingdom And the power, and the glory For ever and ever. Amen) Ain’t no cage that can hold us Ain’t no hate that can fold us Put on the chains and we’ll break ’em They wanna battle we’ll take ’em Float like a bu*terfly, sting like a bee They can’t keep us on a leash The kings of our little towns If there’s a rebel around You know it’s gonna be one of us We’re right at home in the wild Can’t help, but that’s our style Born and bred to be dangerous We will roll On a Saturday night get that look in our eyes And we’re striking like lightning Some may say we’re too loud, some may say we’re too proud Well their’s lambs and their’s lions We are lions, we are lions We are lions, we are lions Our heads are down with our eyes up Just like the sun, yeah, we’ll rise up Better think twice before you size up You’ll second thought, yeah, you’ll wise up The kings of our little towns If there’s a rebel around You know it’s gonna be one of us We’re right at home in the wild Can’t help, but that’s our style Born and bred to be dangerous We will roll On a Saturday night get that look in our eyes And we’re striking like lightning Some may say we’re too loud, some may say we’re too proud Well their’s lambs and their’s lions We are lions, we are lions We are lions, we are lions We are lions, we are lions We are lions, we are lions Float like a bu*terfly, sting like a bee They can’t keep us on a leash Which one are you gonna be? The kings of our little towns If there’s a rebel around You know it’s gonna be one of us We’re right at home in the wild Can’t help, but that’s our style Born and bred to be dangerous We will roll On a Saturday night get that look in our eyes And we’re striking like lightning Some may say we’re too loud, some may say we’re too proud Well their’s lambs and their’s lions We are lions, we are lions We are lions, we are lions We are lions, we are lions We are lions, we are lions

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