Valley (Breaking Rules) - Co Bell

Darkness is crashing through my veins It's power exploding in your name I've been controlling my demons for so long The banging in my head is too strong Your clever eyes and clever lies Have finally made me realize That life is just a game you play So, I'm making my moves now Breaking the rules now Down with my demons I go, oh-oh It's been many a moon now Since I howled at you Lord Now look down and witness the show, oh-oh Blood moon is rising in your grace Confusion and blinding lights of faith Why is my love a crazy kind of pain? And I know that you would have done the same Your clever eyes and clever lies They never let me realize The mind can be just a sick disease I'm making my moves now I'm breaking the rules now Down with my demons I go, oh-oh It's been many a moon now Since I howled at you Lord Now look down and witness the show, oh-oh So I'm running away now I've hunted my prey down Beating your demons all away Forgive me you should now I plead with you good luck 'Cause you stood back and witnessed All the blow's, oh-oh Forgive me you should now I plead with you good Lord Good Lord

Sick and tired of getting older I keep getting lost trying to find my way Looking for love in every corner Night after night But every street light looks the same So I'm taking the chance, walking away, breaking the rules Nobody here can tell me what to do I'm out on my own, making my way Trying to be someone that I can be proud of one day I'm out on my own, doing it my way I gotta be tough, gotta be stronger And take the time to understand This city can't get any colder Stab you in the back while shaking your hand So I'm taking the chance, walking away, breaking the rules Nobody here can tell me what to do I'm out on my own, making my way Trying to be someone that I can be proud of one day I'm out on my own, doing it my way Doing it my own way, yeah Taking the chance, walking away, breaking the rules Nobody here can tell me what to do I'm out on my own, making my way Trying to be someone that I can be proud of one day I'm out on my own Doing it my way Doing it my way Doing it my own way

Black sheep and a renegade Hot feet in the cool of the shade The street jungle and the tough childhoods Examinations done no good Got crow bars and hot wired cars Sneak thieves and cheap cigars No rebellion, not today I get my kicks in my own way Right, okay Just keep on breakin' the rules Come on, get ready to rule Just keep on breakin' the rules Come on, get ready to rule Tough breaks in the neighbourhood A hard case who's up to no good Livin' like trash, a society rash Ready to break and ready to dash A bad deal and a real rough ride And doing time on the other side No rebellion, not today I get my kicks in my own way Right, okay Just keep on breakin' the rules Come on, get ready to rule Just keep on breakin' the rules Come on, get ready to rule Tough breaks Aho They got the regulation ties, regulation shoes Those regulation fools with their regulation rules Just keep on breakin' the rules Come on, get ready to rule Just keep on breakin' the rules Come on, get ready to rule Just keep on breakin' the rules, breakin' the rules Get ready You just keep on breakin' the rules Come on get ready, get ready, get ready Ready to rule Ah, take off your ties and your regulation shoes You're nothing but a bunch of regulation fools, yeah And your damn regulation rules I'm gonna do things my own way Everyday, everyday, everyday In every way I ain't gonna pay no attention to your rules

We are the people, one and all From deliverance to the fall From the battle and the heat To our triumph and defeat We are the young ones crying out Full of anger, full of doubt And we're breaking all of the rules Never choosing to be fools We are tired of being used We are constantly excused In the battle and the heat In the shadow of retreat We are the young ones crying out Full of anger, full of doubt And we're breaking all of the rules Never choosing to be fools We are the people one and all From deliverance to the fall From the bitter to the brave From the cradle to the grave We are the young ones crying out Full of anger, full of doubt And we're breaking all of the rules Never choosing to be fools

Can't go out and not be seen 'cause you gotta give her space (uh huh) Can't go back to bein' friends, it don't work that way (uh huh) You can't call her up, tell her everything you're thinkin' Can't show up at her place every time you're drinkin' You can't keep hoping that she might be callin back Whoever wrote the rules of breaking up Never kissed your lips, touched your skin Had the world at their fingertips Didn't have a clue what Heaven was No, they didn't have to lose that kind of love And if they ever saw that smile, ever felt your vibe They might know what I'm goin' through Whoever wrote the rules of breaking up Never been broke up, broke up over you I guess I'm 'sposed to go right out and try to meet somebody new Mm, mm Is she gon' be as confident, intelligent, and as cool as hell as you? No no, no no I know we said that in the end it's probably for the best But I gotta get this off my chest Whoever wrote the rules of breaking up Never kissed your lips, touched your skin Had the world at their fingertips Didn't have a clue what Heaven was No, they didn't have to lose that kind of love And if they ever saw that smile, ever felt your vibe They might know what I'm goin' through Whoever wrote the rules of breaking up Never been broke up, broke up They say we need time apart, but I can't stop hopin' (hopin') Hopin' that rules are just like hearts, and they can be broken Whoever wrote the rules of breaking up Never kissed your lips, touched your skin Had the world at their fingertips Didn't have a clue what Heaven was No, they didn't have to lose that kind of love And if they ever saw that smile, ever felt your vibe They might know what I'm goin' through (know what I'm goin' through) Whoever wrote the rules of breaking up Never been broke up, broke up over you (Broke up, broke up) oh, no (Broke up) They never been broke up (Broke up, broke up) Whoever wrote the rules of breaking up