Metallica
A, B, Bm, E, Em, G, Gb, Gbm
Share your praise little one, don't forget my son, to include everyone.
We took you in, why maintain, keep your feet from sin, till the sun it comes.
Sleep with your eyes open, gripping your pillow tight,
Yes, it's life
Yes, it's life
Take my hand
We ought to never, never land
Something wrong, something light
Ravages through the night
Is it right or what?
Dreams of war, dreams of light
I want to sleep, pray the Lord my soul to keep
If you die before I wake
Pray the Lord my soul to take
Listen little bee, don't say what
It never might annoy your heart
I'm just a bee sitting on the old bed
'Cause it's in your head
Yes, it's life
And don't I hate
Grain of sand
Yes, it's life
And don't I hate
Take my hand
We got to never, never land
Ooh, take my hand, take my hand