Mr. Brightside
The Killers
3:43I keep my head our of reach, Untied my hands and let them free I taught myself how to be real, How to be real light in the air.... I wrote my eyes out to sleep I dreamed those dreams down and deep I leaned my head a bit to listen, What would be my whole life through.... Where be you sir? Im high above you! You said, Where, be you sir? Im high! I hear some things i don wanna know. I close my mind, close to my mind to fear, Ive seen some things i don wanna see. For all of eternity, Where, Where be you sir? Im high above you! Everybody's gotta live, And everybody's gotta die. But its the way you do it that Makes all the difference. Ready? Fight! Where be you sir???? Im High!