Kill (Those Who Oppose Me) - Lost Society

This is for those who wait! Another day another waiting game A little different but it's still the same I am here But where's the one I'm longing for? I'm having trouble feeling all alone Will my heart never find a home? I want to hope but sometimes i just don't know I know I'm not The only one So we sing a lullaby To the lonely hearts tonight Let it set your heart on fire Let it set you free! When you're fighting to believe In a love that you can't see Just know there is a purpose For those who wait I want to open up my eyes I know that all I need is time I'm growing stronger every single day God I'm going to lead them to you now Letting go of all my fear and doubt I can't do this on my own So I'll give you control I know I'm not The only one So we sing a lullaby To the lonely hearts tonight Let it set your heart on fire Let it set you free! When you're fighting to believe In a love that you can't see Just know there is a purpose For those who wait The pressure makes us stronger The struggle makes us hunger The hard lessons make the difference The pressure makes us stronger The struggle makes us hunger The hard lessons make the difference And the difference Makes it worth it So we sing a lullaby To the lonely hearts tonight Let it set your heart on fire Let it set you free! When you're fighting to believe In a love that you can't see Just know there is a purpose For those who wait (Let it set your heart on fire) This is for those who wait!

Up jumped Jack on the railroad track Said, "I've got to get out of town It's been really nice knowing you Hope to see you around" Oh, the boy he couldn't boogie Oh, the boy couldn't kick a ball But the boy, he got hung up Smooching in the stalls You've got to give a little love To those who love to live You've got to take a little hate From those who have to wait Up jumped John putting his trousers on Saying, "I've got to get out of here Hear your lover's footsteps They're coming to near for me, my dear" Oh, the boy he couldn't boogie Oh, the boy can't kick a ball Oh, the boy he got hung up Making love against the wall You've got to give a little love To those who love to live You've got to take a little hate From those who have to wait Take that hate You've got to give a little, give a little love To those who live, to those who live To those who live, love to live To those who love to live

Just dig that scenery floating by We're now approaching Newport, Rhode I We've been, for years, In Variety But, Cholly Knickerbocker, now we're going to be In High, High So- High So-ci- High So-ci-ety I wanna play for my former pal- He runs the local jazz festival His name is Dexter and he's good news But sumping kind of tells me that he's nursing the blues In High, High So- High So-ci- High So-ci-ety He's got the blues 'cause his wife, alas Thought writing songs was beneath his class But writing songs he'd not stop, of course And so she flew to Vegas for a quickie divorce In High, High So- High So-ci- High So-ci-ety To make him sadder, his former wife Begins tomorrow a brand-new life She started lately a new affair And now the silly chick is gonna marry a square In High So- High So-ci- High So-ci-ety But, Brother Dexter, just trust your Satch To stop that wedding and kill that match I'll toot my trumpet to start the fun And play in such a way that she'll come back to you, son You might also like That's My Desire Louis Armstrong Blueberry Hill Louis Armstrong La Vie En Rose Louis Armstrong In High, High So- High So-ci- High So-ci-ety