Consequences David, You'll Meet Your Fate...

Consequences David, You'll Meet Your Fate... Lyrics

Talk to me David.
How can I help?

You see you sold me quick fixes in the past.
I keep them in the medicine cabinet,
But you should see what I keep in my closet.
Talk to me.
Pardon the altitude David.
My head flies high.

The birds think I'm one of their own.
The birds thank God to be alive.
The battle of me versus no one
Wins you see again.
Wins.
Wins you see.